Silence is my companion

In this world where I live and work. I find it impossible to share my inner thoughts and feelings with anyone.Those who surround me and not listening. They are eager to correct, criticize and judge. All replies are No, don’t and oh no. In this situation can I be honest? I have to say what they want to hear. Smile is fake and words have lost their meaning.

I want to stop and be honest. Yet, I know my audience. They are not ready to listen only. When ever I am trying to share the person in front is looking past me,am I invisible or absent. This attitude is disturbing but I can not show my irritation, they will not accept it. For them I am a multi channel entertainment program. Who must switch on to something melodious or funny. Nothing boring and crazy.

I ask myself, how long will this charade last? Perhaps death will silent me. Then a real silence will be my companion.


Mind in tricky

Mind is very tricky

Tells that I am picky

I trouble the worry bubble

Till it bursts with force

No one gets hurt other than troubles

It can’t then double or scare me

I boast, no trouble anymore.