The Silence

How funny they think,

That you can’t hear a thing;

Even in complete absence of sound,

Trust me, the silence is freaking loud.

Let the silence speak,

And help the words, as they can’t;

Let the words stay in slumber,

Here the silence enchants.

There is a veracity in silence,

The poor words, do not unfold;

Written between the lines,

There are my enigmas untold.

I know we can connect

With silence the best,

It screams the truth, reliefs your blues,

And holds words I left unsaid.

While falling into knowing,

Listen the hearts beat;

In comfort between the words

Feel the pulse, as the souls breathe.

Give speech a break,

And let the silence fix;

Make the smile prostrate,

And surrender to our lips.

The spaces between these words and lines,

They may not seem so new;
but that is the silence through which,

It is me talking to you.