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Indulgence in Silence

By Anasuya Bhar

Woman Reading a Book by Edgar Degas circa 1879. Courtesy: Creative commons
Indulgence 

Confidences, quiet whisperings
My books talk to me
I talk to myself
In endearing tones
Pampering my desires
My little secrets.
My small pleasures
Crowd around me
My sorrows nestle close
There is a smell of togetherness
That could, perhaps, be equalled
To a fond embrace, familiar
Now stowed away into the 
Deeper channels of my mind.
There are places, which 
Give me warmth
There are colours, which
Remind me of moods
There are fragrances, which
Remind me of moments that are memorable. 

     
In Silence

Poetry speaks to her in silence
In absolute silence,
When, even the noises, 
That clutter and clog 
Her senses, and her mind, 
Are all quiet, and ready to listen 
Like the faithful student, all obedient.
Poetry then, speaks to her --
Unburdening, one by one, 
All her disquiet.
Its music, the starkness of plain truth 
Appeal to her, in solitude. 
Poetry speaks to her in silence. 

  Dr. Anasuya Bhar is an academic teaching English literature in St. Paul’s Cathedral Mission College, Kolkata, India. She would also want to be known as a poet.

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