The Revolution

When people ask me why my pen has gone silent

How do I explain to them that

All of my poems are held captive by your eyes..

Sedated with the mystery in them..

The mystery which shrouds your silence ..

Your smile ..

They can wait for millions of light years

For just one moment of your love

To become fire balls and compete with the sun

In igniting minds and bringing humanity back to life again

Inspiring to look for the light at the end of the tunnel

Commanding the clouds to pour down rains of change

On the parched earth of compromises..

My poems remain inebriated now ..

With the beauty of your eyes..nose..lips..ears..cheeks..chin..neck..tresses ..

They remain lost .. in the scent of your embrace

Listening to your unsaid words ..

Resonating with your heart beats

You and Only you can set them free

And usher in a revolution ..

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