A Slice Of Silence Poem by Saroj Padhi

One day I know I will turn
into a cool flame of silence
under a heap of words that would
be turning sides in search of new names;
an ember tapering under heaps of ashes
with a desire to burn to the core
till assuming the color of dreams
nestling in bosoms of roses galore;
I would like to bleed to turn redder
with pricks from my own thorn
to fill your fancies with hues newer and newer;
don't call me back to the noises of this world
where fake love speaks louder and true love
sighs in silence, without conviction in words to utter.