If You Can Hear Me...

If you can hear me,

You will stop and listen.

If you had heard what my eyes were singing,

Then, if nothing else, you would at least hold my face and shut my eyes.

Hear my song,

Just listen.

My own auscultations surprise me,

I wonder what would you do if you could distinguish them?

My pride.

My desires.

Every infinitesimal expression,

Plays on loop.

My aims.

My sorrows.

My joys.

My fears.

My aura is replete with them all;

If you can hear me,

 You would know me better.

Hear me now before it is too late,

Devour my aural presence.

Observe my silence and acknowledge the crescendo it hides.

A cacophony of voices, of memories, of lives and deaths;

I am here.

I am now.

Unheard. Assuredly you would react if you did hear?

Worlds in conflict.

A soul caught in a perennial collapse.

Do you hear the groaning, the moaning of my constructs?

Listen closely, for even the slightest of noises shall drown out my mind,

But oh! the babble of thoughts.

The continuous desecration of silence in my head,

Do you hear it too?

This deafening silence, 

The crackle of the bonfire in my heart.

If you can hear me,

Acknowledge.

Listen.

Talk to me.

This is not the end,

Assuredly not.

Yet if you could,

Please murder this loneliness.

Slay the noise, 

Establish long-awaited peace.

Be my ceasefire.

Be my white dove.

O Olive branch! Where art thou?

All the celestial beings I have come across,

None have heard. If they did, they did not listen.

Do you have no curiosity?

I open worlds.

Heed me,

Embrace my reality.

If you can hear me,

Stop pretending that you cannot.

If you can hear me,

Smile.

If you can hear me,

Talk. I promise I will hear you too.

If you can hear me,

Listen. I shall listen too.

If you can hear me,

Know this, I already love you.

If you can hear me,

Fall in love, won't you?