Silence

The teacher to a disciplined sage,
The best friend to every recluse,
The cocoon surrounding the womb divine,
An enchantress waiting to seduce.

An ally found in the dead of night,
When struck with the spark of ingenuity ,
It hovers, hypnotises, holds aside the fear paralysing,
Of the work turning into obscurity.

For the brave at heart, silence is a release,
With no grasp however of the passing number
Of hours, minutes spent on repetitive , restless thinking.
An innocent lullaby to a peaceful slumber.

On weaker nights however, the hush turns deafening.
Dissecting life pitiable, bit by hideous bit,
A mind sadistic turned against its own.
Time spent staring at the ceiling, your eyebrows knit.

Silence can twist around your body
Like a climber on a tree- sturdy and green,
Reaching out to those untouched corners ,
Unsettling the dust, you were not yet ready to clean.

The momentary pause in your voice,
The hesitation before the sigh,
Paint a picture you may with your words colourful,
But your silences do not lie.

You may be identified
 by the cacophony of noise
you splurge through the day,
You are defined, however,
by the things you choose not to say.

The 24X7 Helpline

This is a poem about a group of adults-
an under appreciated bunch;

For whom a perfect date is never with a person,
but with a very yummy lunch.

This is about that person in your gang,
to love yet uninitiated.

Though in the face of tragic heart breaks,
the 'love guru' the gang has officiated.

Their phones are either engaged or they are at midnight online,

Without knowing when or how, these clueless humans became the relationship hotline.

They listen , say the right things , there's nothing they don't seem to be able to mend;

They won't tell you, but they often Google 'Ways to cheer up a friend'.

When people their age talk of the other gender with spite from experiences bitter,

You will see them patient with the whining, understandingly nodding, turning into a baby sitter.

Ironically labelled 'the kid' , this person knows more than the grown ups of your clan,

Simply because they don't have to set aside, while on the phone, a significant personal plan .

Inspite of it all, they are never sure of where in their life they are expected to fit in a spouse,

Because in their own self, in silence, they have found a comfortable house.

Although the underdog of the bunch, their signature lies on major events of your life,

Like the day you broke your silence once and for all, or entertained the thought of ending it all with a slash of a knife.

A loyal bunch, the goofiest characters, with days seemingly uncomplicated, simple.

They are the ones who pick you up, dust you and when all seems dark, help your life rekindle.