As you open your mind,
I listened to each word through my heart.
These are my food for thoughts.
You expect me to react,
I resort to remain in silent.
Does my silence convey my answers?
Upbringing of a girl does not
allow me to share the truth.
From my childhood an unwritten
teaching conveyed to hide feelings
and not to share own thought.
I know the suffering of my unspoken words.
How can I share that every moment of truth with you,
remains in my mind in rest part of the day?
How can I make you believe that
each breath I take,
each word I think,
each moment I enjoy,
each dream I watch,
arrives to me touching your soul?
I wish you could see my mind,
each space is filled with your invisible presence.
Do you understand that my hands are tied?
My feelings are surrounded with social taboo.
Society will defame me, I am afraid.
I can’t speak up my mind.
You will not understand my moments of silence,
that touches your feelings.
And I remain with burnt of unspoken words of mine.
Copyright © PRATAP ROY | Year Posted 2019
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