NoThing ...

I curl up near nothingness

And try to sum up my differences here

I want to fight with these words

They envisage so easily what are wants 

What I do call , fears

Everything might not get enough ears

So I try and enclose it , into one word called nothing

Also I do fear getting disclosed

Am I open enough ? Am I worth knowing ?

I surrender under this urge 

To gather again and resume

From no one , to new

new to me , new to you

And the silence takes over

The best part , it sinks in slow

It sips in like unwanted love

I wish it knew , I'm not to be owned

Its sublime peace was desired

Its rented separation was not

Free me of this trap of words

Let me pen down in parts 

the verse of a bereft silence