Friday, September 2, 2016

These Confessions, These Heartbeats--By Bibhu Padhi--India

These Confessions,
These Heartbeats

The evening lights vanish without notice;
now darkness is all one can talk about.

The evening gossip veers towards
a place where nothing ever happens.

Someone comes in to tell me how
my confessions have been ignored.

From somewhere the enemies have procured
mouth and tongue to use them against me.

I think, there are two ways to deal
with the dark mouthing words:

to shout louder than ever so that
even the night trembles and goes still,

or to dissuade oneself from
further speech, further words.

Since it is dark and every whisper
is heard through the night air,

I decide to be a part of the night,
teach myself not to be heard,

but only to lie on the reed-bed and listen
to those reassuring, clear heartbeats.

Bibhu Padhi has published ten collections of poems. His work has appeared in magazines and anthologies throughout the English-speaking world. He lives in Bhyubaneswar (India) with his family.


  1. A beautiful and evocative poem as "the night trembles and goes still".

  2. Welcome to Whispers Bibhu, great to see you poem here. I enjoyed reading it and hope to see more of your work in the future.

  3. Dear Bibhu,

    What a joy it is to see you have two comments on your timeless poem with a great message. Welcome to Whispers! May you enjoy your writing journey and your time spent here.


  4. This poem finds artful and beautiful words for a very deep feeling that resonates with me but hardly ever speaks. Well done, and thank you.

  5. Dear Bibhu,
    What a wonderful debut poem!
    Welcome to Whispers. Such wisdom you have offered in listening "to those reassuring, clear heartbeats." We look forward to many more poems from such a talented writer.

  6. Hello Bibhu. Welcome to Whispers! Thank you for sharing your beautiful and heart-felt poem. It was a joy reading it. Continued blessings!

    -MJ (

  7. Welcome to Whispers, Bibhu,
    Your lyrical poem has so many sustaining images--" the night trembles and goes still"--I decide to be a part of the night, teach myself not to be heard." I can imagine all of this. The poem is beautiful.

  8. Bibhu,
    A super poem. Welcome to Whispers!
    Your new friend,
    David Fox

  9. Enjoyed your evocative poem. A fine piece to ponder. Welcome to Whispers.looking forward to reading you again! Ralph