As I sit next to you
Silently…..
Giving space for you to think
To talk, to write and then to talk…
To me..
As we drive through the woods,
The fields and the vast landscapes
Looking through the window
With the backdrop of our burdens,
Reminding us the responsibilities.
A thought crosses my mind
And I begin to say something…
About you… about me… about the world
Nothing happens.
I want to share with you
What you are to me… or what it is to be with you
In complete words
But they wouldn’t come out.
I take a sheet of paper
Into my cold hand – To write and show it to you
Hoping to see a blink in your eyes
Just to realize they are incomplete.
I can speak better without words
And write well but not on paper
May be my moments of silence (with you)
Reach you better than my words of worship.
Loved this poem. Raw emotions expressed in such simple words and sentiment, with no gimmicks. “May be my moments of silence (with you)/ Reach you better than my words of worship.”!!
అనంత నిశబ్దాన్ని వెక్కిరిస్తున్నట్లు అక్కడక్కడా కొన్ని ఉరుములు. సందేశాన్నందించలేని అసంగతాలు.
మౌనమే, అవును మౌనమే చేరవేస్తుంది మనసును.
కవిత బాగుంది. రచయితకు తెలుగు వస్తుందనే అనుకుంటా.
మళ్ళీ ఇలా! తెలుగూ శబ్దమేగదా!
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