GOPU M. SUNIL

The Quiet Between Hours

There are days

when the world forgets

to move─

when clocks tick softer,

and the air feels like it’s waiting

for something unnamed.

I sit still,

and the silence folds around

me

like an old blanket.

The sunlight leans across the

floor,

touching dust motes

that dance without purpose,

yet with such grace.

I think about

how many versions of me

have walked through this

same room─

the dreamer,

the doubter,

the one who almost gave up.

 And I realize:

 nothing I have lost

 has truly gone.

 It lingers in gestures,

 in half-finished sentences,

 in the way I still look for beauty,

 in the smallest, most fragile

 things.

 The world will start again─

 it always does.

 But for now,

 I breathe in the pause,

 letting the quiet

 keep its name.  

Gopu M. Sunil is a poet from Kerala, India. His work explores memory, landscape, and the quiet tensions of everyday life, often dwelling on moments of stillness and subtle emotional shifts

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