My silence is born with me <br />when speech become stale <br />relationship an utopian journey <br />my silence always within to console me. <br />silence, a pause beyond time <br />that heals the wound <br />patch the wild thoughts. <br />in times I need most, it dawns on me unasked. <br />my silence doesn’t mean a total withdrawal <br />from world within nor world without <br />instead my silence is resilience <br />in silence my love still there for all <br />though my thought in patches, still it care for my friends. <br />in silence we grew from seed <br />unto silence the soul shall expand through good deeds <br />don’t feel dejected over this silence of mine <br />for I would feel rejected if this silence seen as wrong <br />in the deepest of my silence within my sanctum santorium <br />I shall in silence, silently play the music of love and life <br />until its broken by another reverie, <br />this silence is here to accompany me <br />till one knot unties another knot.<br /><br />cyclopseven Ram<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/silence-93/
