counting the days…
one, two and so
achingly slow…
three and four
days of silence.
booming silence
as not one word be passed
among us
as if
we were both walking
deceased
numbly moving along
forgetting our natural instinct
to love,
communicate
knowing,
there is an internal battle
festering within us
lost in translation,
between the words we did not say
and the silence that followed
silence
five, six,
now seven days…
i’ll count ‘til infinity
to hear what you have to say.
lost in translation...
ReplyDeletehow long we may waiting? to the second life?
time to first step to do more: stopping count and talk?
maybe...
:)
many hugs
ugh. i hate the silence...seriously...be mad but tell me...
ReplyDeleteBeen there. :/
ReplyDeleteyour silence is turning me deaf
ReplyDeletelast night
ReplyDeleteinspired by your poem
I looked into the starry night sky
I thought ... what if I trust in the silence, and it's full of lights
and without words I know
:)
thanks a lot
Lovely thoughts, lovely poem!
ReplyDeleteI love the last line. There is nothing more damaging than the silent treatment. Within it, the loudest conversations take place in the voices of assumption.
ReplyDeleteAnd lost in interpretation!
ReplyDeleteWaiting for the moment to pass even as we await another moment to dawn.
Maybe in silences words are indeed spoken.
thats a beautiful write...
ReplyDelete//i’ll count ‘til infinity
to hear what you have to say.// loved these
That's funny, It's been 12 days now and counting. Two before that I was in her presence, then came the darkness.
ReplyDeleteThe last two lines truly broke my heart. If silence is used as weapon it is so damaging.
ReplyDeleteYou could count to infinity.. or instead, have your own say... then- leave :(
ReplyDeleteSilence can kill anyone ..Its the most powerful and sometimes dangerous too.
ReplyDeleteGaurav
Brilliant work! I love "Lost in translating"--line. Lovely poem. Painful tears:)
ReplyDelete"i wish you could understand my silence and find the words hidden in that silence"
ReplyDeletesilent conversations can be much more powerful and profound sometimes..lovely!!
i like silence but not the one that ignores.
ReplyDeletei like words too but not the ones of our politicians!
and still counting.
ReplyDelete'I don't wanna lose you, either' -
ReplyDeleteyou'll find what I mean shortly...
But, seriously, folks, as I stand-up
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(only 66ish feet across and 1-outta-1 croaks),
what's the MOST important objective in your
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on your everlasting, spiritual journey;
I may see you again Upstairs... maybe not...
depending on how well WE mortals have fulfilled
our voyage to the Great Beyond by 1) loving God
and 2) loving our neighbor to the best of our ability.
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than to a bold, attractive candle Light??
Don’t let His extravagant Brilliance be extinguished.
You’re creative, yes?
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you shall find in our blogs a lotta (subliminal) moxie
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An anti-establishment, savvy victory +
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withe extraordinarily explosion of mellowdramatic maelstrom??
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-our Lord Jesus to Saint Gertrude
'I don't wanna lose you, either' -
ReplyDeleteyou'll find what I mean shortly...
But, seriously, folks, as I stand-up
here on this Great Stage of our lifelong demise
(only 66ish feet across and 1-outta-1 croaks),
what's the MOST important objective in your
finite existence, dear? I certainly know what mine is:
Hope2God this provides some knowledge
on your everlasting, spiritual journey;
I may see you again Upstairs... maybe not...
depending on how well WE mortals have fulfilled
our voyage to the Great Beyond by 1) loving God
and 2) loving our neighbor to the best of our ability.
Why else does a moth fly FROM the night
than to a bold, attractive candle Light??
Don’t let His extravagant Brilliance be extinguished.
You’re creative, yes?
Then, fly-away with U.S. to the antidote…
Whether you obtain morality4mortality to wiseabove
or just glean tantalizing specimens for thy next best seller,
you shall find in our blogs a lotta (subliminal) moxie
which has taken this sinfull mortal yeeeeers to compile!
I lay it ALL out for you, dear, with All-Star-Oxygems:
Wouldn’t ya love an endless eternity
of aplomBombs falling on thy indelible cranium?
An XtraXcitinXpose with no zooillogical-expiration-date?
An IQ much higher than K2 all-go-rhythm?
An anti-establishment, savvy victory +
avant-guarde-humility =
you’re promptly astonished, ain’tcha?
withe extraordinarily explosion of mellowdramatic maelstrom??
Ha. Yeah. Us, too, for eternity.
Here’s what the exquisite, prolific GODy sed
(with a most-excellent-detector of bull§ht):
“Faith, hope, and love,
the greatest of these is love –
jump into faith…
and you’ll VitSee with love”
Doesn’t matter if you don’t believe (what I write);
God believes in you.
Meet me Upstairs, girl, where the Son never goes down
from a super-passionate, lucrative iconoclasm where you’ll find
nonillionsXnonillionsXnonillionsXnonillionsXnonillionsX…
of deluxe-HTTP [<- pi] opportunities for excitement BTW.
Do it. Do the deed, dude. Sign into the Big-Zaftig-House.
PS “It is impossible that anyone should NOT receive all that they have believed and hoped to obtain; it gives Me great pleasure when they hope great things from Me and I will always give them more than they expect”
-our Lord Jesus to Saint Gertrude