The Silences
The Silences are worn
Like that beautiful gem shining on the finger
Whose other end is very sharp
Keeps pricking night and day
Whereas the silences keep smiling Innocently
The silences are decorated
Like the tall buildings and
Impenetrable forts with closed doors
In the effort to dig a tunnel
The mind gets hurt every moment
Whereas the silences spend their whole life alone
The silences are walls without windows,
their paint vanished by waiting
The mind keeps following an echo,
striking curiosity, striking anxiety,
while the silences wait unbroken,
the body is yet to count the burden
The silences are judged
Like a serious crime
That cannot be written in the justice book
In the absence of a witness
Free from the fear of being declared guilty
Don't know why
The silences give life imprisonment to others
Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day 😊🙏 @vikbuddy
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That image of a sealed wall with no way to look out stuck with me, the paint peeled from all that waiting. It captures how quiet can look calm on the outside while your mind chases the echo till your out of breath. Realy felt that weight, and I could almost hear my thoughts filing a noise complaint, a tiny joke hiding in sielnce.
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The wall waits, quiet on the outside, restless within. Even silence needs a crack to laugh through. !LUV !PIZZA
Your so right, that crack lets the quiet giggle and the heart feel a bit of luv.
Let the wall breathe easy, it remembers the dough and the slice and it smiles anyway<.
Quiet face, restless core, and pizza is the truce.
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