A page from my Diary

SILENCE

Silence.
But words
Echo
Within my heart.
Darkness.
But my eyes
Behold
Several scenes.
Sleep.
But I dream
I am wide awake.
Voices tell me
“You are an eccentric,
You are a fool.”
I listen with patience.
In silence.
In the darkness.
In my sleep.
And suddenly
I get up
And start running
I know not
Why… ?
Where… ?
What for… ?
Probably because I am
An eccentric ?
A fool ?
Silence.
Darkness.
Sleep.


- Seema
Written on 26th August, 1996
B.V.