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Seemingly it’s absolute silence


The world is deaf and dumb to know

What we speak without a sound or word

Flash of light in your eyes

Won’t it speak of the first look of yours at me?

Unwritten epics and romantic poetry are anything

in front of your deep vision?

a ring of telephone

recalls the past

when we both day and night

awaited for a chance to

exchange sweet nothings

a glisten on your moist lips

And a rouge blush on your cheeks

Mirror the gone ages

When we struggled to have

A touch of delicate a kinship

Now silence speaks on us

We are not two

I read your mind and

You picture my thoughts

Where is the need of whispers?

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A nice poetic imagination, swatee. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks