Ajay Mukherjee Poet Free verse

Where silence thickens

Distance—a corroded lamp by the street,
 Some trees incline in a windless shush,
 A narrow, lone path meanders between.
 And there—a red house, austere and still.
  At times, I stand by its broken gate,
 And pause where silence thickens 
 I listen—though nothing moves or stirs,
 The evening descends like a vague veil 
 Over the roof, the branches, and the dust.
 Like a fool, I remain in taciturn awe
 The dusk gradually engulfs the lone place.
 I cherish the notion you might have come,
 And sit here long in a numbed trance. 
If you ask me why, I could not elucidate.

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