The calm, the silence
from a heated argument,
Not violence but almost as
we control our tempers,
Still fumed as we whimper,
in different areas of our place
the silence is eerie, yet displaced,
It started so serene, then the
screaming and yelling and
mixed signals are unseen
Erupting like a volcano,
Destruction like a tornado
then everything is quiet,
as the storm slowly lays low
B.R.
Date: 3/21/2026
Mar 21
Mar 21, 2026 at 10:17 PM UTC
The calm, the silence
from a heated argument,
Not violence but almost as
we control our tempers,
Still fumed as we whimper,
in different areas of our place
the silence is eerie, yet displaced,
It started so serene, then the
screaming and yelling and
mixed signals are unseen
Erupting like a volcano,
Destruction like a tornado
then everything is quiet,
as the storm slowly lays low
B.R.
Date: 3/21/2026
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