Silent Chimes

There are times when the restless chimes

dance in the winds, render slender rhymes

for those are the nights when sleepless eyes

crave no dreams and elude no cries

There are times when the darkest skies

veils bright dots and the moon looks shy

for those are nights with the starless sight

my thoughts brood you in the memories so quiet

There are times when lifeless chimes

hung calm at peace in the pain so sublime

and the streets sound sane, across the pane

covered in dry leaves they yearn autumn rain

There are times when the words are crime

for the shrill of silence is far too divine

                                                          and distances so great in the desert of wait

                                                          for if love is to part my heart aches for hate

Hitesh Dhall

(picture courtesy-flckr)