Silent roar


It was raining heavily

She was standing in her gallery

Wiping her tears gently 

the phone rings suddenly

“You can’t hide anything from me

Stop crying  my dear said he”

Strong lightening strike

It was a memory she realize

The rolling tears she wipes

She starts her routined life

Her dream break here

It was almost eight year

She was still full of cheer

But Her silent roar was very clear

.                                               -Virus_miki

You can’t hide anything from me,Stop crying  my dear said he ..Strong lightening strike,It was a memory she realize”

Soooo brilliantly written…created ghoose bumps when I read.

And for that silent roar

how tragic it is

both silent

and roar😢

Keep scribbling miki

Awesome work👍👌

Happy reading readers

Yours loving warrior 

Naina

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19 thoughts on “Silent roar

    1. Its like the inner voice is shouting….!! But the face and speech is calm , clear and confident… This happen daily and a struggle is very difficult

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  1. Hey author
    Another nice assemblence of the words.
    Vry nicely u compelled every reader to go back in his or her past…..
    As all said goose bumps…..

    The best part for me
    ” U can’t hide anything from me
    Stop crying my dear said he…….”

    Keep scribbling……
    GOD BLESS………..!!!

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  2. Wonderfully written and a perfect use of oxymoron as the title.
    It certainly raised the goosebumps as naina said.
    There are countless nights
    When I couldn’t sleep
    And those nights are those
    In which you silently weep

    And just a ping from me
    Would lighten your heart
    And a lot of solace to you
    It’d impart

    But a message at this point
    Would make you weak
    And though we loved borderlands
    There are boundaries we can’t speak

    And a Weaker you
    I always hate to see
    It is much abdominal
    If that is coz of me

    And in next morning when
    You ping without fail
    I know Some narratives ( in life)
    You can’t curtail

    We start conversations
    With hello and hi
    And speak a lot of lies
    Before the good bye

    Neither you confessed
    Nor ever I did speak
    Calling each others best friend
    Often did the trick.

    Still those messages
    That affectionate scorn
    The lovely discussions we had
    Sometimes to me it haunts

    We loved each other mutually
    And enjoyed time together
    And together we are in
    Being apart and suffer

    Still she has one privilege
    I’m deprived off
    As when she misses me
    She still can leak a drop

    But simple it might look
    For me it is an arduous task
    For remembering her means
    Various emotions I have to mask

    As to weep I must,
    Miss her and should be sad
    Or at least her memories
    Should make eyes wet and red

    But what to do when Her name
    brings a smile on my face
    And with blushing eyes
    Her memories I embrace

    So whatever the destiny wants
    It’s for God to define
    Till then I’m happy to be
    In my side of line.

    Sorry, I got strayed while commenting on your poem And writing something not related, but it was difficult to stop the brainwave I was having.
    Just like in your case warrior has been my motivator too and if in near future she puts on fat we’d give her nickname ‘ Moti Waiter’. Till then warrior keep Motivating
    Keep scribbling, but before that keep your eyes on the goal

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    1. Till then I am “happy” to be I my side of line..
      and dat is enough👏👏
      and I already have lots of stored fats💃
      with Moti I am quite used to
      but Moti Waiter😝😜😂🤣
      ok I will manage with that too😎
      and eyes on goal..yes trying to🤓

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