Solemn Silence

Ka! the bathroom fan finally stopped,

The kitchen door is closed – no movements will trigger the lights.

The street has gone to sleep, good night!

The man cried for his cat is gone, good luck!


So many of the “the”s

are around me, shadowing me, suffocating me,

with constant persistant dominant demands

of attention


I feel alive again, after some Nina de Roja,

I am back to my own world – idle,tipsy, woozy – but quiet,

preciously quiet


No more hysterical songs on the radio,

No more aimless rambling to a bearer,

No more explanations or justifications

that are of no interest

to whoever had time wasted for.


I found myself again

In the middle of the night,

it visits like a bosom friend

in solemn silence!












This entry was posted in Poetry.

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