The  Silence Of Jack Nicholson

​Don't think I'm silent?

Look at me,
closely.
Am I silent?
Come on,
my eyes do the talking.
Deep talk.

Okay, forget my eyes,
what does my face say?
Read my lips.
My lips are sealed.
My nostrils breathe.
My hair is awesome
so is my skin.
Tell me! What do you see?

Wrinkles?

No! They are the marks of my acts.

Next, see more, what do you see?
Do you see me?
Yes?
No?
Whatever,
please see more.

What do you see?
Anger!
Joy!
Peace!
Rage!
Silence!
No!
Yes!
What!
Silence!

Do you see silence?
Do you hear silence?
No?
What do you see?
What do you hear?

Do you hear a roar?
Yes!
It’s the roar of a lion
and it’s silent.

Be not afraid.
Listen.

Each cell of my body
pulls each cell on my face.

Listen to this roar carefully.
It’s silent.
It's a silent roar.
Hear it!

Copyright © 2015 Mamta Narang