Silent Revelations..

I am the reflection of my silence, my thirst and my quest. A reflection so intense that it feels like a trap. A trap, so deep that it makes me reveal the darkness. The darkness is so vivid that I can't hold myself long enough. But what is actually long enough? A day, a month, a year or few years! What is it that makes me so inquisitive about my own silence and reflections of my mind..


Revelations through my silence is sometimes so baffling that it is irresistible. I am a mere performer in the act of my own shadows, my own breath and idiosyncrasies. 'I' is my strength, my conviction against the dis-confirming side of me. 'I' is what struggles every moment to just testify the strength and grandness of my silence. 'I' is what is Me.


What have I got to do with you when I am cognizant enough to question you, ignore you to the extent of non-existence..I can perceive the loudness of your persona and its influence on my SELF. I despise you!
The silence of the wind is very rarely sensed as it is not meant to be silent but when it is, it is loud enough to reveal that 'I' in me..it is beautiful and unexplainable.


My tryst with my silence and in turn the revelations have been unfeigned as well as painful. I still stand committed to it, to satisfy that 'I' which helps me in the darkest of the nights, to face the turmoil created by Your existence. My silent revelations are my soul, and the quest is never ending for what I have indulged myself in the so called 'Desire', the 'YOU'.