In Silence

words unspoken



Sitting in silence, watching the crowd pass

Sensitive and intuitive in my own space

Thought to be a wallflower in the corner

I’m just an over thinking observer.



I witness the run, the sprints, the overtakes

And the stampedes in the rat race

I see the joy of success, the pain of failure

I see moments lost in the loud murmur.

I feel the yearning for a revive and a rewind

Against the fear of being left behind.

Empathizing the weak and the strong

I understand-The past glory doesn’t last long.



In the sidelines, the footpaths of life

 I have crossed travelers aplenty-

Inspiring entities, lifelong friends,

I’ve met pathfinders and lost wanderers.

But alone once again, life feels stranded

So, standing in silence, I wait for the inevitable end.




P.S: This poem is based on a prompt. :) 

Comments

Queeristan by Parmesh Sahani

Image
  Queeristan (Amazon Link) Thanks to Audible Free Trial I listened to this amazing non-fiction on LGBTQ inclusion in Indian workplaces. Author Parmesh Sahani identifies as gay Indian, working closely with Godrej higher management and employees for years to create an inclusive workplace, both legally and in spirit. This book is a result of those years of experience, research, collaboration with individuals from difference spectrum of the society and organizations who has successfully transitioned into a queer friendly one.   Indian history is inclusive. From the Khajuraho temple architectures, to Konark to the Rig Veda, there is existing proofs even 2000 years ago of Indian inclusiveness of queer. It’s the draconian British law that criminalised it, which was scraped in 2009, came into effect once again following a sad judgement in 2013 and eventually was scraped off for good in 2018. I am in awe of the lawyers who fought this legal battle- colleagues and partners – Arundhati Katju

Popular posts from this blog

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

Empress Ki : A story of an epic scale

When Breathe Becomes Air

Latest Binge - Emily in Paris

E[x]ploring Odia Literature Through 'Punyatoya'

A Gratitude List: The Sweetest Thing in a Seekers' Life

My Last Trip Before Lockdown