speechless was her cry
many nautical miles away
yet was recorded within
where stars and planets
nothing but the puppets
to be rounded up esteemed
speechless was the cry
may it be near behind my wall
yet it could be heard by not me
time the last witness keeps
the records of flame and inflammation
night long a diction
simply getting knitted
to express
to expose
beauty of silent addiction
to love and
to be loved!
Pranab k c
02/07/2019
Even in far nautical miles away her speechless cry is rerecorded. This is natural that every vibration we release through our action is recorded through time and nature. This is recorded in stars and planets we see and also in we do not see which are beyond our perception. Beauty of silence is expressed near the wall and very far in trillions of galaxies and horizons. This is mystical but very true. You have expressed deep philosophy through this natural poem. This is an excellent poem...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you poet Kumarmani Mahakul. You have the inner eye to locate the keyword a poem rounding through a orbit to unveil a truth. Regards. Pranab k c