The Voice I Hear And The Scene I Watch Poem by Ponniah Ganeshan

From what you learnt and knew
From what you came to pass till now
I hear your voice raising.

From the far off hill tops
From the ground I trod my feet
The voice is raising
And I hear your voice
From the black ocean where the ship
Capsized with all on board
Screaming for help.

My heart is penetrated with your voice
That steps into my dreams at night
That which I carefully preserve.

I am stopped at a point
With messages pervading
Through the key hole of the window
I am looking into

I am stopped at a point
Where all words fail
To express and show my heart.

I need some awakening from dreams
Because, I hear some voice
Beyond the sense of hearing
Because I see something visible
Beyond the sense of visibility
This is what I hear
This is what I see.