Mute

Mute are voices unheard,
The silent bird this way turns,
Overcome, downtrodden, it quietly mutters
A sorry, for you to hear.

Mute you are, mum and soundless,
Even when voice, to your tongue, reaches,
You force it back down and don’t even speak,
Silent you remain, you seal your lips.

When you aren’t talking, do you know how it feels?
It’s like the grim incantation is sounded, something is unleashed,
I have no strength to endure, so I fall in,
To the power of this witchery, succumbing.

It seems you talked yesterday,
To one of my friends,
And you told that person many things,
But you forgot your best friend….

Please don’t be mute, please speak up!
Never stop the talk,
Continue, I want to hear,
I will, for you, stay right here.

Don’t be mute, so irresolute,
You have no idea, how much I miss you!
Please, I’m on my knees, begging you,
Come back please, don’t be mute!

The apology, is the 90th one,
And there are but 10 more,
Oh, what is it, that I should make?
To make the unwilling heart speak?

Open your mouth now, let your voice escape,
May it reach me, I await.
Oh, please, now, let your heart melt,
I cannot endure the punishment!

9:33 pm, 31st January, 2010.