Sonal Singh On Sonal's Table
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In the frugal chambers
Of my heart
Above the beats that echo
I hear the sound of silence.
It roars…
Pulsating within the confines
Of my reclusive heart,
Shackled and bound to
My closed-off self,
It rages…
Tempestuous and simmering
Like a pot
Of roiling emotions
It beats upon the hollow atria.
It raves…
Murmuring and whispering
Entreaties to me
Begging me to open
The walled-off ventricles
It rushes…
I close my eyes
To the memories and the pain.
How do I explain, that
In this sound of silence, I find
My solace…
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