The Unspoken Words Poem by lalitha iyer

The unspoken words
They wielded the swords
They touched the heart
With hands of firmest parts

Between the sounds
Of syllable mounts
When the intervals began
When music ended,
When the decibels nilled

In the magic clasp of fullness
Yet nothing to hearts
That cant hear the beats
The crowd was noisy
But I was choicy
I learnt the meaning
Of unsaid hearings
The unspoken words
Spoke of living images

In the gap
Like the hips of gentle laps
Consuming the ocean of seconds
The silence filled in
Creeping with invisible gleam
The unsaid words stroked my heart
With untold comfort, I stretched my feet

Unspoken beauties
Untouched realities
All left unadulterated
By the taste of sundry pirated.