Sunday 3 August 2014

A thousand tales...

A thousand tales
you can tell to soothe me.
The scarred emotion will still bleed
redness may not be seen anywhere
because the river of blood flows deeper.

A thousand tales
you can tell to soothe me.
I believe not any
because I have heard many
yet the wound heals not, funny!!

A thousand tales
you can tell to soothe me.
All I want is not your tales
woven again and again unto garlands
of stories made from history,

but,
a moment of silence
yes, 
a moment of priceless silence
a joyous dive into oneness
where jewels of bliss secretly nesting.

Then the invisible scars of yesteryears
may vanish unto us silently
joyfully.


©bhasvantraz 03August2014


3 comments:

  1. Beautiful poem.. You have a big talent with words. Thanks for sharing---and yes, silence can be golden for sure.
    Hugs,
    Betsy

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