Shooting Silence

‘Laying on my back,
‘Turning inside from Thought through another as slowly as Earth turns,
‘Passing over from Star to Star;
The whole Universe seems, cautiously, staring at my tranquil body and heeding at the Sand beneath me that suffers my weight;
The Ocean screeches its suffering…
The soft Breeze whispers a charming Fantasy…

Or is it only The Sound Of My Shooting Silence?!


To describe,
To write down the image that expands itself at my sight…
To shape out what strong feelings stream out of me in such tranquil condition,
Such tranquil Solitude …
To be able to Make one Understand,
…Need more than my trembling Hand Writing.
Since,
The Plain Words, once restrained mute in papers,
Lose around half of their full Meaning,
The vague amount needed to provide you the Right Taste of my Dream,
To Disclose what dreadfully Howls in my Mind…simply to Break Free…

Those were Plain Words to do erecT one great part of my Feeling in you,
The other part warily sparkles behind your closed Eyes and right through the Sound of my Shooting Silence!