Theme: Longing

Whispers Into The Brick Wall

Who else will listen silently while I speak of my love for you
Who else will stand still while I whisper my secrets
Those deep, hidden secrets buried in my heart
Except this rough, brick wall
Standing so tough and so tall
While I whisper all I have to say;
Nobody would remain as stoic and immobile.
No, nobody could or would. I, myself
Knowing myself so well, can hardly believe all
That I pour out into this ready wall’s ear
I, myself, can hardly listen to my own words
Speaking out my barely avowed hesitations
And uncommitted love’s crimes; I, myself softly touch
This rugged wall and it’s surface
As though it is the skin of my loved one’s face.


More By  :  Rani Turton

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Comments on this Poem

Comment Thank you, Ravinder. Talking to a brick wall was an imaginative exercise that, I felt, deserved a different style. It remains one of my own personal favourites.

04-Feb-2011 18:22 PM

Comment The thought and sentiment is expressive. Wonder why you changed your style? It was absorbing.

Ravinder Malhotra
26-Jan-2011 01:36 AM

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