MY SILENCE AND I

My silence and I wait

For the noise to melt down our spirit
For the uproar to settle down with some dignity.
My silence and I wait
For all the chaos to actually start making some sense.

We wait silently, My silence and I
For a glimpse of the turn around everyone's blabbering about.
For  just one touch- of the golden future I am so tired of hearing.

Why am I, and many more like me silent these days you may ask.
We have spoken for far too long I believe.
Exhausted by running places, smirking faces
We have accepted our times and state
As a boy who accepts any arranged marriage proposal after his love life  constantly goes down the drain.
Just like that boy, I was contend with what I had.
No more ambitions, no more ambitious looks to the sky.
But a man came and triggered all averse.
He gave hope , he gave me conviction
He showed me the skies, told me buildings would soon kiss the winds of there
He showed me the land, foundations of water and prosperity will jump out he said.
He showed me people and people some more, they won't be so helpless anymore he remarked,
And I, And I committed the fallacy of truly believing in yet another man's prophecy.
I was left to suffer and cry in waste, as my country breaks, yet again my Silence and now my sorrow sit with me for a long wait.

It seems I would have to wait a bit more.
For miracles don't happen in a day or week.
It takes 5 years just to estimate and conceive.
And the next 5 to convince , what we estimated and conceived was never actually possible to be executed in the 5 years we earlier had promised.

So far I am disappointed a bit, things are moving at the pace of a snail while we dream of bullet speed.
I was hoping a bit too much a bit too soon,
But   considering the endless dreams and possibilities which were shown as just one vote away, can you blame me after all?