Silent Verse

In a land foreign
Here I stand 

The uneasiness   
And nervousness 
Caressing me  
With condescending insincerity 

The silent  
And rapid pounding 
Of my heart 
The chilling screams in me.
Invisible  
To the naked eardrum  
That reign with undue supremacy 

In a land foreign 
Where sound stand devout
Where revered poets 
Of yesteryear 
Today and tomorrow  
Skilfully chant  
The elements of sound into verse 

The rhythm 
The flow 
The intonation 
The mysteries 
The odes of aching hearts gone by..

Caressing  
Those naked eardrums extravagant 

In a land foreign 
Here on this platform tonight I stand 

A platform forged with spoken words and verse
Where silence is 
Unknown  
Eerie 
And a profanity to the spoken word 

In a land foreign, here I stand 
Excited yet apprehensive 
The inquisitive gazes 
Probing 
Mutilating 
My invisible 
Silent verse!