Where Silence Holds Its Breath Poem by Priyendra Kishore Dutta

I saw it in your face...red & pale,
Darkness strewn with spots of blood,
Thick & dark, condensed as they should be.

I bow down, for I know,
If something stands out tall,
Something that you did not expect at all….
It will be that good night.

Quench your thirst you darkness...
Prevail this seemingly holy world.
We are all in awe & in gleeful submission.

Take us, squeeze us to the straw
So that we can become the oblation
In the pursuit of excellence of yours.


Still not convinced! Should I give more proofs?
Well then come by this side
And let me chant the secret hymn
Straight from the roots of yours.
Where time curls down and….
Silence holds its breath..............