Silence

Priya Washikar posted under PenMuse-22 Poetry on 2020-09-22



Silence Seeps in through the Fine interstices of  Our ephemeral essence so Slowly. And then  It spreads its plume Calmly over our soul, Soothing the corners of our mind Gently. It mends Two broken hearts And speaks volumes in ways That a million verses fail to Express. Silence Is cogent than The strongest arguments But, it can inflict deeper wounds Unseen. And when, The embers die At last, the only sound that resonates is nothing but Silence.

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