Unspoken

What do you do of the words
you can't speak out loud?

Bite your tongue, roll them back
Dwell on them a little longer
( For how long?)

Let the feelings take the shape -
Decide every syllable, every stress, every pause
The rise and the fall of your quivering voice

Or let them overwhelm you
Let them drag you to the quicksand
Of no escape
So that they haunt you day in and day out

Let them burn in the wildest of fury
Let them leave their ashes at the back of your throat for you to choke on

Let them rise, let them pulsate through your body
till it feels like your heart is going to explode from holding them in for too long

Let them beat and thump and scratch your insides
Till the dent is made, and the blinding light escapes

Let them pour out of your eyes - char their path..

What do you do of the words you can't speak out loud!

You take them to your grave,
And hope there is an afterlife
Where they would be set free.