That broken Silence...

Sitting in the cafe terrace
looking into each others eyes
Both of us were wondering
wondering what to talk about
wondering why is there silence across
Long drawn was that silence
until the monotony was broken by
sound of some violence.

Surprisingly we looked down
All that was visible was small heads
Street that was once empty
was now a swollen seat
Huge crowd had gathered
faces were all alarmed
It seemed the same resonance
had captivated all
but we were still wondering what?
what had amazed all

stepping out of our own lost silent world
realization dawned
this sudden breaking of silence
rising of tension
numb and fearful faces
that bombing sound
those firing, and upheaval
among the masses
which was rising with every round
of seconds hand
was all connected to
that one warn, " Terrorists have invaded"

forgetting that scene is difficult
those soldiers moving all armed
faces which was once full of charm,
now all seemed alarmed
People praying, seeking
protection with each firing round
“Let us live”, the loving melancholy
of the hour;
how with each firing sound
there was silence and then a
throttled crying around.

Oh! its difficult to forget it all
that long drawn silence
broken by ugly and undesirable violence