Poems

Silence

Alone at home at daytime,never do it unless absolutely necessary.

Getting bored ,watching television , in and out of sleep.

Such is the silence that it really penetrates the being.

Pierces the senses with its nothingness.

My every hair seems to be looking out for a noise but the silence takes over each bit of it.

It is not being deaf . It feels like it.

Is this peaceful or is this forced circumstance.

Silence is not peace I realised.

In all that quietness there was a turmoil beyond control.

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Comments

Anonymous
26th September 2019 at 6:24 am

Lovely



26th September 2019 at 7:24 am

Thank you very much



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