Recognition

Quiet she was

Like never before,

Deaf I became

Like never before.

The delicacy of speech

Was out of her reach,

The obscurity in her eyes

Was on its peak.

But I was sure of getting

At least one sign of Recognition,

As it was more than

A mere relation.

Finally, she resumed from her silence

And I from my deafness,

Only to hear -

"Who are you?"