Sometimes it says everything, <br /> Sometimes it doesn’t make any sense. <br />Sometimes what speaks more than words? <br /> Is just a silence. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Hundreds of unspoken feelings, <br /> Thousands of words unsaid. <br />Several emotions unexpressed, <br /> This is of what <br /> The silence is made. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />It separates, it bridges, <br /> It make, it break. <br />But to let it conquer you, <br /> Is the biggest mistake. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Love, hate, agony, misery, <br /> The silence expresses them whole. <br />It binds the feelings, <br /> It connects heart to soul. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Silence can be blooming flowers, <br /> And silence can be swords. <br />Silence can be a mere silence, <br /> And silence can be words.<br /><br />proneta roy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/silence-290/
