Beloved
Will you listen me,
if I speak to you in silence about silence ?
Will you talk to me in silence
when words no longer wake in my mind ?
Will you hear the silence of your heart
which speaks about me to you
or the silence of my heart which sings
the rapsody of our togetherness ?
Will you be the silence I seek in my silence ?
Or Will you be the silence, which silence me silently ?
I chose to sing about me in silence,
for in silence I dont feel any barrier.
But when I chose to read you in silence,
the silence you did offer was not heart warming.
I sit with unquiet mountains
to realize my fondness towards it.
I run with rivers to sense my spirit running before me.
I play with wind to hear the lyrics of my heart.
I lean on trees to listen its stories.
The pleasure I seek in silence
and the agony, you sprayed to
embrace the silence aren't the same.
I then pray with the moon to silent those silences
that wakes in my mind to silence me.
Beloved will you believe me,
if I say, not all silences are same ?
Some silence could break silence
Some silence could heal silence.
And some silence can build silence.
Certainly,
will you buy my words if I say,
not all silence can heal and
not all silence can hurt ?
Also, will you let me to listen
your silence, this time
to handle your heart ?
Will you, my love ?
May 28, 2020
May 28, 2020 at 2:13 AM UTC
Beloved
Will you listen me,
if I speak to you in silence about silence ?
Will you talk to me in silence
when words no longer wake in my mind ?
Will you hear the silence of your heart
which speaks about me to you
or the silence of my heart which sings
the rapsody of our togetherness ?
Will you be the silence I seek in my silence ?
Or Will you be the silence, which silence me silently ?
I chose to sing about me in silence,
for in silence I dont feel any barrier.
But when I chose to read you in silence,
the silence you did offer was not heart warming.
I sit with unquiet mountains
to realize my fondness towards it.
I run with rivers to sense my spirit running before me.
I play with wind to hear the lyrics of my heart.
I lean on trees to listen its stories.
The pleasure I seek in silence
and the agony, you sprayed to
embrace the silence aren't the same.
I then pray with the moon to silent those silences
that wakes in my mind to silence me.
Beloved will you believe me,
if I say, not all silences are same ?
Some silence could break silence
Some silence could heal silence.
And some silence can build silence.
Certainly,
will you buy my words if I say,
not all silence can heal and
not all silence can hurt ?
Also, will you let me to listen
your silence, this time
to handle your heart ?
Will you, my love ?