Silent Song


The world is quiet.

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The song had words before. If silence speaks, then that song may have a thousand words now. But which? I don’t know. I can guess. I may be right. But I don’t know. For the song was yours as much as mine. Did I ask to stop? No. Inadvertently? Maybe. I can’t say for sure. They say, “Silence is the best way to say someone that they did wrong.” Did I? But what did I do? That was part of the song as well, the song of friendship. You know them. But rather than sing to me, sing with me, all that remains now is silence. How do I guess those words? Doesn’t the song deserve completion?

The song had a tune. I knew it. You knew it. But we played off of each other. It’s a duet, not a solo. What happened that your voice was lost? It misses your part, your laughter, your tears, your fears. Had my inadvertent mistake been that big that you choose to hold on to that, and not what was right before? Maybe. I don’t know for sure. For only you know why, and rather than talk it out, give the song another chance, you choose not to sing, and be silent.

They say, “If silence can’t be understood, then words will not be.” Not always, no. Silence pricks the soul like nothing else. Sometimes, the pain is so much that nothing else can be understood from silence other than the pain. Is it not possible to talk instead, after some silence? Speak your heart, let it be heard. Only then can it be known if words will be understood; right? It was understood before the silence. It helped the song to bring joy to both. Why can’t it bring the joy again?

Holding on to that hurt won’t help either of us, though you may feel the silence will help you. As a friend told in her post recently, “Be angry by all means because some of that anger helps us get through tough times… but don’t hold onto it too much because anger and sadness – they eat up our soul and leave behind empty shells.” I am not asking you to forget. I’m sure whatever it was, it will be with you forever, just as the silence is bound to be with me. But it doesn’t have to be at the front, and it doesn’t have to stop forgiveness. We’ve to move on, and maybe talking can give us the chance to move together or move on together.

They say “Silence is sometimes the best answer.” Very true… but I don’t know what the question was. There are many questions that may have silence as the answer. But you, who gave that answer, know the question. It’d be wonderful if you could tell me too. If I asked that without asking, then I’ll take it back. But without you telling me, it is difficult for me to know, and as much as I might love to, I cannot read your mind. I’ve tried.

So please, break the silence, give the song its lyrics, its tune, your voice, your heart. For the song, let us try to sing once again, because it was once a beautiful song we both loved.

Soon, if not already, your silence will become overwhelming. So I’m asking you again what happened.

But if the answer is still silence, I’ve no more strength for questions.

Some things stay close to the heart, and are easily rekindled, even by something as simple as words from Pixie’s post. I, who know the value of friendship, have felt the pain of losing them too. This year has been a rollecoaster, filled with the screams as we took that journey together, and even silence when they stopped showing up. And loneliness is not a fun thing to experience.

(© 18th December 2015)


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.

10 thoughts on “Silent Song”

  1. I really could relate to the part where you toy with the difference between silence and words, Vinay. When is it right to speak and when must we keep silent? It’s fascinating. Yes, friendships are fragile. Should we hold on to some far beyond their shelf life? No. We must let go and thank them for having come into our lives, however brief it may have been.
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    • Yes. I agree with you, Shailaja. Some friendships need to be let go, yes. But I think it can be done amicably, rather than just walking away without saying a word. That pricks a lot. It keeps one wondering what happened for the friendship to be let go without a word.

    • I hope I get the answer too, Aditi… as you say, a few words would be good. At least for closure, to know what was the misstep, if there was one.

      If we become cold because of it, it adds to what was valuable yet lost, because that friendship was a valuable one as well.
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  2. I could relate too.. sometimes, silence works best.
    But, I do think that if the friendship matters enough – 2 people can sit down and discuss the differences.
    But then again, some friends and meant to come into our lives, make a difference and leave. We should be thankful for such friends too because they came and made a difference.

    Beautiful post Leo. Thank you for the link up 🙂

    • Yes. Sometimes, silence works best.

      I’m thankful for whatever the friendship got into my life, Pixie.

      Just wondering what the differences were, because the silence leaves that unclear.

      Glad you felt it was beautiful. And welcome for the link-up. 😛
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  3. Sometimes the silence is necessary to make the friendship go back to the way it was. I agree that silence hurts, but what if talking hurts more. I’d say give it time, if it is meant to be it will go back to the way it was. And if it matters to you don’t stop trying or give up on the friendship. That is what I would do.
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    • Oh, I don’t say that one should never be silent, but for how long? The silence begins to claw at the heart after a while, Jb.

      I haven’t stopped trying, but silence for so long is difficult to take. 🙁

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