white noise

in the secret abode of fireflies...far away
waiting with defiant calm and muffled desires are the evasive conversations...
muted chirps of the birds on the tree, tell me to walk away, silently observing, pulling every bit of my existence...
where each of my move is ticking off a stir...
deliberate quietness, a blur...
an orchestrated symphony of calculated notes,
of stories, of hummed tunes and of rustled leaves,
fierce, sterile and obscure...
this untold story is my a mirage, it is my oasis.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Adalaj ni vav ~ Ahmedabad, Gujrat