The Silent Music


Staying in the jostle of the world

The tick tock of the timeless watch

Times are gone when I would be clustered in this clutter

The innate silence that I carry within

Is the only music I listen to

Be it the titter-tatter

Or the hue and cry

This music that I carry

Is my divine fuel

Few are engulfed in the self

Rest immersed into others

I keep see-sawing in both

Such is the human mind

But this music, my divine fuel

Makes me to go...

© Meghna, 2019, All rights reserved.

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