Voiceless or voicing the void?

    – Pamarty Venkataramana

Neither friends nor foes. Neither calls nor what’s up app. No Facebook nor Twitter. Far from the madding crowd. Not a text. No mails either. All is quiet. Silence of non-existing understanding or a life silenced – by principles, doused in resolutions and condensed to a singular vision ?

Voiceless.

Not a star . No twinkle . All the dark clouds yet, no raindrops. Throat parched yet a throaty cry screams through the soul : am I alive,living or better off gone from this demented world chasing self-aggrandisement, stealthy power and wanton disregard of niceties of morality ?

Moral turpitude or the solitude of a solitary reaper ?

Voiceless.

They crave. They yearn. They long. For a little attention. And then,when all is going along smooth, they become possessed in guise of possessiveness- to stifle freedom and growth of a plant nurtured in good faith and affectionate care to lend harmony to nature and Nature itself!

When the undeserving fume,the explosion is as catastrophic to sanity as it is to a simple,mundane existence of the living.

Truthfully, truthful truth becomes a mute witness. As well as the casualty of conflict within the minds of those who strangle goodness,freedom,peace and longevity of both the personalities and the beings!

Voiceless.

Wither Dharma?

Lifeless life or living hell?

Communication channels or curvaceous tentacles of strangulation of good conscience?

Voiceless.

Void minds set at toppling equilibrium or buoyant lives sinking fangs of poisonous thoughts into flesh and body of a healthy bonding?

Voiceless!