The Silence of a Romantic Soul

Pages of her diary is empty, she is fluttering her wings without a name, she is weaving beautiful tales, she is trying to feel harmony, she is carrying handful of desire, she is trying to break the silence, she is trying to fly again… Nights are long, days are full of emptiness, she is passing time in search of that wee bit of candle light. Her heart is heavy, her fingers are numb. She is craving for that lost winter sunshine of desire. 


She is running from shadows that won’t caress her. The void created in her heart is irreplaceable, the mysterious pain that have descended into her galaxy cannot be healed, she is craving for something bright but the haze ain’t leaving. The sky is empty tonight, earth quivering, things falling apart but she is no more whining, she is just silent, and her silence is becoming her soul company.

Good things never come easily; it isn’t that easy to have a perfect life where everything is fanciful and bright. Sometimes you feel no pain, you feel no happiness, you just feel wasted and dumped by reality. You try to introspect, you sleep, you dream, you actually feel nothing from inside. Phases of life won’t let you stay that way forever, your loneliness is just a passing phase, you are destined to bloom again. 


She is young, she is still full of life, she is trying to read the lines written between the stillness and noise. She is in a relationship with someone but she isn’t sure about that someone, she is ready to marry but she is still not able to make up her mind. She is silent because she is unable to decipher life’s silence, she is silent because she is sailing alone in the merciless sea, she is silent tonight not because she is unhappy, she is just watching how the cacophonous clouds trying to hide the shimmering moonlight without feeling guilty...


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Author: Pallav Gogoi