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Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Silence Intrigues

Your prolonged silence upsets the rhythm
of my existence but you go on unaware
or that is what my troubled self feels.
The queer nagging I experience is tough
to endure, let alone be transformed into words.

You may perhaps flare up if I attempt to speak up.
Afraid, apprehensive,I hold back my anguish,
wondering if you would feel the same pangs;
imagining planned reticence behind my seeming silence.
My turbulent mind makes survival a taxing endeavour. 

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