I shall silence; then make a song..

Antara and I are friends since over a year. She’s a versatile writer, writing anything from dark fiction to beautiful poetry. Her forte however happens to be her eye-catching photography. I’ve used many of her photographs as inspiration for my own poems, and asked her to share one of her own poems with us. She shares this work of hers with us today.

Tonight I’ll silence the guns and steel;
And under this whispering willow,
Tonight I’ll dance to infinity
With my pockets full of snow

I am nothing you have ever dreamt
I don’t care where I belong anymore
And while the Universe tries to comprehend
I’ll dance to her every contour.

Tonight I’ll silence all but my soul
And this humming, whispering willow
And this singing Universe, wise and old
To which my soul I owe.

(June 4th, 2012)

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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