Fought with you for a reason so trifle
I cried meekly, then loudly
Burst out with tiny whispers
Led it out hysterically
Flung out not just alone utensils
But all that came handy...

You remained a silent spectator
To all my spectacle…
Thus again provoking me for no reason
But you remained still silent to the core...
Might, you felt come what may ready to bear….

Tired of all the drama...
Dispersed all feelings of melodrama
Took to set right all things flown
Eliminated the clouds over grown …
Set Surrounding and emotions all clear...

With a realization crystal clear….
Silence sometimes is the best solution
To many a problems.....