azmat naushad asif


It Was Understood - Poem by azmat naushad asif

He never said a word to me
I never said a word to him
But we were talking
It was understood

I knew his compulsions
He knew mine
His eyes smiled
His lips were sewed
We were talking
It was understood

His forehead had frowns
Frowns of distress
I sighed
The sigh of sorrow
The talking went on
And was understood

His ears did not want to hear
The cries of distress
I closed my ears with my hand
Knowing I cannot bear the silence
The talking went on
And was well understood

His cheeks had wrinkles
Wrinkles of despair
My eyes had hollows
Hollowed of hope and happiness
We kept on talking
It was understood

His lips were trembling
Trembling with the fear of future
I could smell the destruction
Of the ruined pieces of our lives
The talking continued
And was understood

He nodded his head
The nod of surrender
I gave up my hands in air
A gesture of defeat
He couldn't talk
Nor could I
It was understood

He went his way
And I mine
Sometimes I think now
There wasn't any need of talking between us
Words would have become obstacles
We understood each other so well.

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Comments about It Was Understood by azmat naushad asif

  • (5/25/2012 6:57:00 PM)


    wonderfully explaining power of silent eloquence between understanding hearts!
    Fantastic!
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  • Sheena Datta (5/22/2012 9:44:00 AM)


    subtle and beautiful (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 21, 2012



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