Whenever I turn pages of my old copies or even loose piece of papers while cleaning my bookshelf, I find out lots of my verses lay scattered, neglected like orphans. I adopt some of them , which were once rejected . Number of such poems have grown huge . Some are really good but so esoteric that I doubt them as my own creation and ask myself," is it truly "I" from whose pen the verses came flowing?
However, I have decided to take a project for the coming 2018 to collect best 20/ 30's pieces of my choice together under the title of "Posthumous" hoping for future publication ...and.... hmm....... dedicated to Dead Poets' Society !
Spirit- in-Silence :Sipra Roy
In Language,
What can be more eloquent than silence?
However delicate or complicated,
still-----
Language seems merely
designed apparel for feeling!
More the feeling goes profound,
More the speech looses its sound
become Super-sensitive but dumb!
Like the primitive one of by-gone-days.
Love,hate,jealousy or fear
All suppressed, hidden, unspoken words
Reflect messages either in eyes
Or in body gesture
As the innocent animals do!
In the vessel of language
Nothing is more eloquent
Than the spirit- in -Silence!
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