“You wish to say something?”
“No nothing at all…”
Her planned words
The charm of her quiescence
What a blushing comfort on him!
And how artfully she crafted a
latent heart
Conspiring with head before each
exchange!
But
Words
rumbled within her
Throbbing
and chiding-
Her
hibernating longings.
And
her incessant premonition
That
the hushed fluttering of her veiled wings
Would reach his ears
Betraying
her smiles and silences
Betraying
her mask
Slowly
welded and welded by
-Umpteen silences-
Suspending
her wings
In
vein exertions of a sudden flight.
Her
flights- utterly instinctual-
It
echo ‘commas’ and ‘questions marks’
Commas-
question marks-
Abhorred
by him
(‘Brackets’
vexed him more)
Instead
‘Full stops’ and ‘exclamations’ pleased him!
How
earnestly she grasped all his likes-dislikes
And
at times when her repression overflowed
Gave
him the warm shock of her enigma.
Can’t
ever entreat him to fly with her.
Out
of question!
Only
two choices left
Either
Fly
single
Or
Walk
double!
Wouldn’t
dare to do the former
Being
certain
Only
of vacuum and desolation
When
she folds back her wings.
Couldn’t
afford for a neither nor too
That
would be dreadful!
So
she picked the latter in the “either- or”!
The
“either –or” mocked her so often
That
she had to defend her choice
Picked
choices should never show off its distortions
Distortions
should be concealed
By any self argumentation.
So
she found a meek solution
For
the rumbling moaning words within her
Throbbing
and chiding
Her
hibernating longings.
Words
in print!
Words
in print are mute
Fictionalize
it!
Double
mute to him
The
commas, question marks, brackets
All
hardly visible to him!
And
fly in “the viewless wings of poesy”!
Prose rebuilt poetry:P
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