Suspended Silence !

The notes of music, same as before,
Touches no more the chord of my heart..
The colours and their spread on my canvas..
Same as before, but touches no more my eyes..
Those drop of dew, sparkles as before...
But they attract no more my lens..
Breeze that blows over my bough, same as before..
Touches no more my naked skin..

Alive outside, dead within..

I, only like before listen to the silence..
A silence that has frozen in our untold words..
A silence, that hangs everywhere !

~Manjuri~