Unsaid Words Poem by Arvind Srivastava

The skilled artisans of the chair
Using the excuse of being busy
Slipped away
The news of violence and murder
Kept moving in front of our eyes
Like intimate activities

Even though the situation and circumstances were extremely difficult
Despite this, we did not become hopeless
And did not become disappointed
Not at all aggressive
If we did not, then we did not make any sound!

I want to come out of some narrow lane
And immerse
My rusty unsaid words in some deep sea!

Feeling that
You are somewhere around here
Looking at me with astonished eyes!