Silence and Lighthouse...

It is a poet's epiphany,
the silence mute...
It is a sailor's shore,
the silence mute...

It is the greatest music,
it is the purest love,
it is the sweetest nectar,
the silence, mute...

Long forlorn winters hide in the spaces of mind,
hidden passions, and fears
engulf, capture, and chain you...

The tides hit,
storms crash against the walls,
of a lone light-house,
that jailed you inside...

The motion stops,
you drown in its bowels,
when death comes knocking,
you find silence mute...

Running hitherto inside your chamber,
pirates clambered the stormy seas...
One guided by the lantern,
standing tall,
other jailed inside,
the burning walls...

Both die of drowning,
for that is the end,
both find the silence,
in fashioned dispute...

One in a cell,
and other on the sea,
both end the struggle,
with a silence - mute...

The light-house stands...

- Karthik Adithya Singaraju