The Silenced Voices

There are rising hordes

Who jabber nonsense

Blare through speakers

That rise everywhere

Playing requiem

To the dying silence

Of fragile boring sanity

While there are those

Of unborn words

Hands on mouth

Lips tight shut

For they know the fate

Of thoughts expressed

That won’t vibe

Nor make any sense

To those noisy hoards

©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar