My Silence will speak to you…

Never ever would I cause you the most inconspicuous of harm; if you
preferred to relinquish every ounce of your life for a complete
stranger; whilst neglecting me like a heap of fetid rubbish-in the
farthest corner of the trash can,

Never ever would I cause you the most invisible of harm; if you
indulged in senseless gossip with your friends for hours immemorial;
and then blaming time for not asking me how I lead my entire day,

Never ever would I cause you the most deteriorating of harm; if you
admired every insignificant achievement of your close kin; whilst
treating each world record of mine as some orphaned jinx fallen from
the sky,

Never ever would I cause you the most baseless of harm; if you neatly
clipped every piece of literature you’d read all day; whilst
proclaiming the infinite lines of my poetry as just a disdainful
squandering of time,

Never ever would I cause you the most ethereal of harm; if you
spuriously supported me for every weakness of mine; only to
outrageously reveal the same to the world outside; blackmailing me for
the tiniest loss of my temper,

Never ever would I cause you the most floundering of harm; if you
viciously abused and slapped me infront of my own blood; just because
I’d fearlessly expressed my individualistic point of view in closed
doors,

Never ever would I cause you the most oblivious of harm; if you
sanctimoniously entwined your arms in mine; and then cavorted for
major part of life with the charismatic clinician of your choice-as I
turned behind,

Never ever would I cause you the most insipid of harm; if you
blatantly declared each ounce of my passion for my favorite things in
life; as insane madness of the highest degree,

Never ever would I cause you the most limpid of harm; if you
unsparingly ridiculed me for my gluttony when I was hungry; whereas
you plucked countless living leaves of the tree time and again—for
ostensibly no reason or rhyme,

Never ever would I cause you the most infinitesimal of harm; if you
started to snore like a boundless combined monsters; the instant I
tried to uninhibitedly pour the past and present of my heart; beside
your collapsing stride,

Never ever would I cause you the most forgetful of harm; if you
ignominiously slandered the way I solely listened to my heart and got
bankrupt; whilst you assimilated coin over perspiring coin—were an
ardent fan of every astute brain who went on to built an emotionless
empire,

Never ever would I cause you the most languid of harm; if you
diabolically retaliated as if to wholesomely behead me; to just a
spurt of my anger which only went to show I was human and not God,

Never ever would I cause you the most frigid of harm; if you laughed
louder than the planet outside on each of my follies; showing me the
sadistic shade of the devil whilst staying close to my breath all my
life,

Never ever would I cause you the most obsolete of harm; if you
continued to sleep as the thieves came in and made merry; and then
rebuked me for being a coward and not confronting them—thought I was
at a distant place that time,

Never ever would I cause you the most non-existent of harm; if you
inexhaustibly hummed praises of your close kin though they discarded
you; whilst I was the one who came running to the faintest of your
cries,

Never ever would I cause you the most disappearing of harm; if you
clapped for the very politicians who sat on power thrones; whose
foundations gorily rested on innocent blood of my pristine brothers,
sisters and benign kin,

Never ever would I cause you the most insouciant of harm; if you
cursed me from the innermost ingredients of your blood to die each
instant of my destined life—only because I opposed you and your
conventionally tyrannical society for lighting venomous crackers to
greet and appease the Gods,

Never ever would I cause you the most evanescent of harm; if you tied
the nuptial knot with me solely to get a handsome roof to live
under—and thereby absolve your kin from the excruciating agonies of
an added existence,

Nevertheless. Though I would never ever harm even the most
mercurial hair on your skin in any manner whatsoever—but for every
painful beat of my heart that you were responsible— My silence will
speak to you….

(c)(R)copyright by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

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