Loss Of Breathing Silence Poem by BASAB CHAUDHURI

It was evening -
I was sitting quietly,
perhaps the red lights prevented traffic to make noise,
suddenly I felt silence everywhere -
not a passive silence,
it was a breathing silence
when everything around became tranquil,
as if someone put a brake on the breakneck speed -
this feeling persisted for a few seconds,
my body lost sensation,
my cognition touched something unfelt,
is it suspended animation?
I asked myself.

Immediately thereafter, the train whistled by,
the sound cut into pieces the mesh I was in,
I found solitude break into pieces like a glassbowl,
Evening stretched like a giraffe,
neck prolonged,
I lost the breathing silence.