Amidst the storm..

Amidst the storm..

In a gentle pause where lies the ache ..

I deeply realized that ..

It;s not sore ..

It’s just that I am becoming whole ..

Then what was the ache ?

It was the conscience at stake ..

A voice very deep yet unheard ..

A song very beautiful, yet unsung ..

A poem very artistic yet bound in the norms ..

The chaos within was the storm..

As I peeped through the pain

With a compassionate smile ..

It told me gently that it waited all through

In the hope to be loved, to be held , to be heard and understood

And as I did , it said –

I am healed now’

As I am a part of you now ..

;You no more shrug me ..

No more do you escape ..

You have learnt to alchemize every feeling ‘..

And that is the true essence of healing ..

Listen to yourself , dear all

Because silence is the language of healing ..

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