Trapped in Silence, a poem by Nandika Narang at
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Trapped in Silence

Trapped in Silence

written by: Nandika Narang


Me and my truth sit in silence.
A shaken up bottle, never opened,
A flower never blooming,
The sun never rising,
Surrounded by icy silence.

Red, hot lava boiling,
Tangs of breathlessness,
Two rocks colliding and pushing against one another,
Drops of rain and gusts of wind before a storm,
Me and my truth sit in silence.

Words written,
Actions done,
Thoughts of truth,
Not even silence can take.
A new world I want to make.
But for now,
me and my truth sit in silence.

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