Silence

Burden of this silence,

Is it tormenting my endurance?

Is it drowning me in fullness?

Deep and deeper, into the somberness.

The very existence of this silence,

Reminds me of the admittance,

Or rather a confession -

Of my passion!

Might be this Intimacy,

Is indulging a lot into my privacy,

The one meant to be secrecy,

Turned out, too evidently.

Still one has to clutch on -

With the burning lamp of vehemence on,

And with the resilience,

To face this eon of silence!!