Unspoken

The Unspoken

I see all of these windows.
What is it they show?
Rays shining like truth, I followed.
Where did that white light go?

Green, red- mirrors reflected,
no face was recognized though.

Colours- refracted, tainted.
imposed a fragmented glow.

Trampled, suffocated, shattered
fragments didn’t reflect the whole.

Silenced, confused and broken,
the Truth, muted, remained unspoken.

Where did your white light go?

Pavani Sairam

Unspoken is a poem about the overwritten Truth. It is about the stories that grow themselves out of a void, consuming the reality.

This poem is a rambling of the misunderstood and misrepresented.

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