TRANSCENDING ON SPRING OF OUR SILENCE

When I had seen that in your hands
Just my type was the expression
Breaking the mutual silence between us
That we had so wanted to preserve
Like the purity of words of our promises
Like the sanity of the first time
Like the wisdom folded in your hands
The silence that let us be ourselves
We did speak within the those confines
With the tenderness of your feelings
Singing along in the harmony of souls
The object in your hands was within me
And I loved the way you reciprocated then
Felt like the elusive rain in that summer
Transcending on spring of our silence
I had never thought – if it could be
The worlds within us didn’t need so
But we lived the moment as we would

Life n Its Offshoots-2

TRANSCENDING ON SPRING OF OUR SILENCE

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey – https://santoshchaubey.wordpress.com/