The voices unheard

Words within and silence above,

Quietness within and voices above.

Still do I stand, watching the clouds afloat,

Some come close and a few shy away.

Looking around do I find,

None a face to talk to.

None a face to pause and listen,

And judge not for my existence.

And judge not for my appearance,

For my sex, caste, religion or my age.

If I could let my forever silence,

Seep out slowly.

And one true face could I find,

To listen,

Words within and silence above.

To read,

Quietness within amidst the voices above.

PAHADAN