we have written so much
we have said so much
we have discoursed so much;
most fervently, most convincingly
most fanatically
and with art and subtlety
and with gravity and with crudity
we have screamed and shouted our truths
from towers and in cities and in deserts
and in inns and in prisons
and in the privacy of our confines;
and we have talked so much,
chattered so profusely and so continuously
so helplessly,
it’s time to dropp everything…
it’s time for some silence…
perhaps we’ll see then how each did not believe in these
and so each screamed often;
perhaps we’ll see the futility and meaninglessness of it all
in that silence…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
true sir..nothing did really help..lots and lots have been said and written...may be that silence could give us an insight...please read my ' a spring' a similar theme