A humid misty afternoon
Hangs heavy on minds
Not a leaf stirs
Tree tops are silent
No rustle no whisper of winds
Deafening silence
Words find no emotions
They wait and linger
No feelings, neither love nor hatred
Neither happiness nor sorrow
What to say and what to hear
A state between speaking and quietness
Dangles in the air
Amid wisdom and insanity
Despair and hopefulness
Longing and despising
In the grey zone of light and dark
Life stands still
uncertainty is a gray zone and that's where we live you described it very well
the last stanza is the right culmination of the logic made in the poem! ! !
To the tune of 'silence is golden', even yor still nature imagery is remarkable to read my sis poetes frm acros d partition. :)
Jasmine, you have beautifully captured grey zone in canvass. Life stands still....quietness fills everywhere... Beautiful write. Loved it.
There are moments when life stands still and the entire world in a state of doldrum! An inertia hangs around us when we are not able to say whether we are happy or sad! This grey state of life is poignantly put! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sometimes it is good to stand still. catch a breath of fresh air. lovely poem