How could I take your silence
When even the wind makes
The window rattle
The leaves rustle
The grass hiss
How could I take your silence
In silence
When every word is meant
To be heard, to be brooded over
Like the text of a book
Written with tears.
Though time stands still the power of Truth never fails. The Word is not void the Wind is not silent! Thank you Nosheen!
Magnificent, Nosheen. At times, tears can carry power that is beyond the capabilities of ink.
The two last lines I cite here: Like the text of a book Written with tears. Loveliest poem with great melancholy.
TWO: Silence is a very strict case especially when it concerns a person. The words go deeper than is the case. I do hope that you have found a solution
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ONE: What a loveliest poem, the poet has expressed her difficult situation through these thought-provoking words this situation is very difficult to break.