The Unspoken Mournings Poem by Smrithi Padmakumar

The solace of the soul is unspoken
Its unspoken-
But its vibes are felt within-
Felt with the chosen!

The souls mourns
Grieve and weep
The vibes spread-
As free spirits-
For they want them-
To be heard!

What they couldn't,
In the last birth.
The agony then-
The miseries, the tears
More thanthe moments-
The sparks paving the ways!

The unspoken melancholy
Would be heard, if
The purity of thoughts persist!
But its not and it wont be!

Because
The evil shadows have swallowed
The eternity of truth,
The wisdom of ages,
The morals of lives!

The so-called-
‘Immortal values'
Are mirages,
They wont have a rebirth!
Because, they are murdered
Without remnants!

And so the souls still mourn.
The cries are unheard,
And the miseries go unspoken-
The ‘unspoken mournings'!