A letter to Void
Dear V,
From the depths of great abysses to the hollow souls of many,
I feel you everywhere, yet your existence succeeds in eluding me. You scream
many a cries, but silence is all which prevails around. Often I manage to see you hiding a tear or two and all I can do is be a mute
spectator. Your presence tries to fill the emptiness of the world around you, rather you end up engulfing yourself in the same. Enough of this!! Come out of the abyss, come out
of the silence, come out of your own self and speak up!! Speak up!! SPEAK UP!!
Both creator and destroyer reside within you. When fumed in
nature, you give birth to countless thoughts; desires and emotions, but you eat up people, their hopes, their thoughts, their dreams and their lives
when fumed on them. You heal and you bruise, yet you remain so silent, so
distant, and so mysterious.
Perhaps you seek silence to avert doom, or perhaps your
massive ego doesn’t put words to your lips, whatever the reason may be, at least
try me once!! I am all ears. Tell me about your journey with/across time; tell
me about your journey through this massive space; tell me about your journey
through these tiring ages; tell me about the starts you have seen; tell me
about the ends you have suffered, tell me something….anything!!
Forever Yours,
V
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