Silence & Shouts


Time is laden with heavy silence.

For a moment everything seems fine.



Bookstores blow up, newsstands too.

Your poetry flies away into million pieces.

You are clamped to the windowpane,

Your last drop of life wrenches out

As the sunlight swings across your face.

Holy hell, you scream.

Finally, that's poetic.




The woman you loved all your life

Never loved you back, not even for a moment.

She had a frozen heart, she ate testicles

On her dinner plate.

Do you remember she used to slice the melon

And shove it into your mouth?

You thought that was love,

But she had poison in her mind.

She's got a new man in her life—

She’ll eat him alive.




They all danced around the trees,

You laughed at their corny jokes.

Bollywood knew how to make you wear

Velvet loafers to dinner dates.

You thought the dialogues worked on her,

She now lies naked with someone else,

Whispering dark secrets

You wish you knew them all.




Too many people pee on the walls,

Yellow, red, and gray lines run all over.

You wanted to throw gallons of water on them—

Even after the relentless cleaning,

The smell would not even go.

It's an art, you see—

To pee and be unseen.




Your favorite poet in the gray flannel suit,

The one with a balding head,

The sneering one, the cynical one,

Has come out straight from his grave.

His eye sockets burn with metaphors—

He asks you the meaning of his poems.




Everything seems suddenly clearer,

You know the simple truth—

You don't have to understand,

Or find the hidden meanings.

You can kiss a frog, free yourself,

Fly swiftly from one rooftop to another,

Leak through the cauldrons of time.




Turn around—someone's howling!

The road forks at the undergrowth ahead.

All you can do; all you have to do is,

Get up and run—

Run like you have never run before,

Run away from this reckless reality.

If you don't run away, at least in your dreams,

You'll die soon.



Bibek Adhikari

Poetry by Bibek
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Written on 2018-11-30 at 17:05

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jim The PoetBay support member heart!
You've hit your stride with these.

Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
These are great snippets of existence Bibek. The last one ties it all in well.