I Am Still Thinking. Poem by DK DK

I am still thinking.
I want to write something,
But then I leave it.
The winds are so poisonous
That even the eyes meant to read
Are afraid to open.
I want to say something,
But then I fall silent.
There is a noise,
That keeps rising louder than every voice.
When I part my lips,
A gust of poisonous wind
Sits ready to scorch my tongue.
Now, if I have to say it,
It will have to be in ordained words,
But I don't even have those words
In which one can speak, listen, or write.
Perhaps the winds would have less effect on them.
So now I remain quiet,
But I am not silent.
I am still thinking.
The winds don't know this yet.