THE COLOURS OF SILENCE

THE COLOUR OF SILENCE



I speak and you listen;
That is conversation.
Though you may be silent,
You are talking to me.

I speak, you keep quiet,
Because you are thinking
About what all I spoke;
You are then not silent.

I speak you don’t listen;
My words don’t mean a thing.
I don’t exist for you,
That is being silent.

I speak and you don’t care,
You start off with your speech.
You are then yet silent
About what I did speak.

It’s clear that silence is
More than words not spoken.
Variable, in fact,
Colours of silence are.


• Written in 6-6-6-6 format
• Written for "Invalid Item" , Something I Screamed Poetry Contest

M C Gupta
17 May 2007