On a cold winter night I lay in the comfort of soft blankets and cushy pillows The non-stop titter-tatter against all tangibles mercilessly broke my hard-earned slumber Sliding and slithering over and over Crystalline droplets raced on the glassy tracks without much caution or trepidation. The uncoiled skeins of climatic emotions were desperate to bring glee into doldrums. I woke up, sat up and stayed up leaning towards the window pane, listening to their tantrums All night in silence, eyes closed, ears open It was a performance that clamoured for attention from lonely souls and midnight owls. I wish it came with a volume control The loud clatter and yellow lights, were acting like partners in crime brutally stirring up memories of good times Days that could not be reclaimed Nights and people that were taken for granted The happy chemicals I managed to create were rashly getting washed down the creeks. I sat there shiftless watching it happen as the raging tears trickled down. No amount of righteous downpour Would ever cleanse my soul or grant an absolution So I beg for some silence, a little peace Whispering through the damp chamber, “Shush please, shush please”. ![]() Tamizh Ponni worked as Design Facilitator in an International School, Bengaluru, India. She has a Bachelor’s degree in Computer Engineering, an MBA in Human Resources, and a Masters in English Literature. She is currently pursuing her M.Tech, PhD integrated course in Data Science. She has worked as a Professional Development Coach and as a Tech Integrationist. Tamizh spends most of her free time painting, reading, writing articles, stories and poems, playing keyboard, and watching documentaries/movies. Tamizh has published her short stories in books Mia and Varna, and has also published poems and artworks on several web magazines.
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