It has been long since i wrote.
It has been long since i wrote something.
It has been long since i wrote something readable.
It has been long since i wrote something readable and comprehensible.
It has been long since i wrote something readable and comprehensible which tickled .
It has been long since i wrote something readable and comprehensible which tickled or offended
It has been long since i wrote something readable and comprehensible which tickled or offended anyone.
No offense to comprehensible poems.
I dislike the vulgarly blaring loudspeakers
I hate the honks of trucks and cars make in the jam
I hate noise in general.
I am scared of silence.
Noise crisscrosses the temporary and cancels.
Silence adds up the past, the permanent
Becomes heavy :
Defects damages and deaths…
Then silence becomes visible and grueling to tolerate.
The cacophony is too clear to avoid
Harsher than noise of vulgar loudspeakers.
Shriller than the honks.
In noise things are lost,
We hear a lot but listen nothing.
We hear nothing but listen a lot
And listening to silence is deafening.
I have them
You have them
They have them
They take us places
They make you bored
They make you mad
They make you sad
They were with you when you were not alone
They were with you when you were alone
They will be with you always
They have made you
They have helped you
They have shaped you
These are mine
Write down yours