Silent Love Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE

In this shattered dream
I didn't want the silence
Goalless the flying hope
On the swinging touch
I wanted the love
But I've to be silent

I wanted a warm kiss
I wanted the agitated touch
I wanted the elated shared bed
Expected impassable celebration
Expected never decaying pleasant time
I expected the love
But I've to be silent

Age in the teen, golden period
Playful density in the mind
Blue tickled embracing
Inebriated dance weaving
A knot of hands in hands
Wandering steps on the silvery pebbles
Sipping espresso with the masking sun
Drizzling on the oceanic hills
Everything I wanted with the love

I drew a crowded station on the winked canvas of love
But silence, silence everywhere
Now I've to survive in the silent letter
O' Love is the farmer of the silence with the craving surf


©Mahtab Bangalee
29th January,2025
Chattogram