Friday, December 02, 2005

The Irony

Often when nothing to say,
We speak –
Tossing mouthfuls
That clutter space
Meant for feelings.

Often when we must speak,
We prefer silence –
Stifling feelings
That urgently plead
For an eloquent dress.

© Dan Husain
March 18, 2005

10 comments:

Manjari said...

Very true :)

mermaid said...

Loved the title and the lines:

"We prefer silence –
Stifling feelings
That urgently plead
For an eloquent dress."

So often, we say things to fill space, and stifle things that should be said.

Well done!

Alien said...

Nice.... Thats so true at times...

Mrudula said...

I liked the last three lines best. Thanks for dropping by my blog.

madhavan said...

Often when we are silent
We speak
Often when we speak
We dont

Pincushion said...

Very eloquent and pregnant with meaning!
I love the way you pack so much in such few words..simple and succinct!
The mark of a gifted writer!
:)

Accidental Fame Junkie said...

Very true! What can be said through poetry can perhaps never be expressed in any other form.

Michael said...

aye shapath!!damn neat..u stole the words from my .uumm..well..subconsious brain!!

Lorena said...

i've had plenty of moments like this. very deep poem. love your choice of words.

Anonymous Poet said...

This is a great little vignette. You capture so well that impulse to speak when there is nothing to say. Especially, I like the references to "clutter" space and "eloquent dress." Those are rather intelligent and insightful.


However, if I may make a suggestion: I like the first line needs just a little work. It seems to be missing a word or two.

How about:

Often, when there's nothing to say
We still speak . . .

or

Even when there's nothing to say
We still speak . . .

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