As I Cry! Poem by Bishnupada Sethi

Someone wants to talk from within
In the language of unknown,
About wounded and soft feelings
And its’ voice fail to reach any one.

They are all words of silence
Caught between some said and unsaid lines.
The speaker wants to be heard
Trying to put up a brave self defense.

As the tears roll down the cheek
The questions rebound without any answers.
It is like the mad waves of the sea
Hitting the stone layers on the beach.

Somehow there is a pleasure in weeping
As my soul talks to itself.
The warmth of intense feelings
Melt the grievances of injustice.

The dialogue purifies and heals
All that is bitter and wrong.
Imposing a penalty on itself
The voice from within becomes thin.