Wednesday, 9 August 2017


For a moment, a quietness is sought and the rapid fluttering of wings is like a tornado.
In the stillness of the world, the slightest rustling of the leaves is too loud.
The crashing tides against the shores are too much to bear in this solitude.
In this maddeningly unhelpful silence, I hear a name, far away.
An echo strangely calms a troubled mind in a sweet way.


Arun said...

Wow. I literally look for words to as to what to comment when I read your posts.

Suhasini Srihari said...

Thank you for those lovely words!
Btw, I've replied to your letter, and have sent it as a snail-mail.

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