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Silent Storm

February 8, 2015
By TanviKusum DIAMOND, Gurgaon, Other
TanviKusum DIAMOND, Gurgaon, Other
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Favorite Quote:
All men who have achieved great things have been great dreamers.
Orison Swett Marden

"The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say." - Anais Nin

we speak in hushed voices so as to not wake our memories

I dreamt of Huge-Moon-ipad-wallpaper-ilikewallpaper_comwalking on the moon,

Its rough surface made of crushed candy canes

And obscure rocks,

With craters named after scientists my little tongue couldn’t pronounce.

I dreamt of freedom and never ending grounds,

Of light steps and lithe submission.

But every time my fantasies took an unwelcome turn,

Like a virus attack or a tsunami of sorts.

If was a computer my screen had blacked out, sending helpless signals to god knows where,

If I was a person my head was stuffed in bubble wrap.

Apparently my rebellious, curious self,

Had taken one wrong step,

Disturbing nature’s peace and its unsaid laws.

I had pressed my feet too deep, and my jump defied moon’s

Miniscule gravity,

The attraction between us was insufficient to hold our ties,

Tethers stretching far away from known territory.

I found myself floating in vacuum and isolation,

As the dark navy, almost black

Invisible viscous liquid of universe compressed me to oblivion.

Refraction, reflection science and reason, I saw all these escape one by one

Mixing themselves in the surreal bliss of aloneness,

No control no direction, my body turns to dust then atoms,


Even as I wished for someone to find me.

The author's comments:

This is a poem about moon and loneliness, first posted on my blog!

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