Theme: Reflections

The Simplest Word

Everyone is listening.
The simplest word has this dreaded habit
of being heard.
Ears hard of hearing
throw up a falsifying realm.
Reverberations run through standstill and
stagnated impressions, expressions
and impaired trysts.
And everyone is silent.
Slit throats talk about the poetry,
dagger writes on them.
The world bears less resemblance
to its poetry
and more to its throats.
But yet it longs
to see and meet a pair of eyes
which has seen its own tears.
The simplest word travels along.
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More By  :  Pramod Khilery

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