Softly, I hear a tone,
Towards me, it blows
Toning in the chirp of a bird,
Easing my desired errs.
Admittedly,
I may not know
My thoughts has caught my shadow,
But failures won't halt the 'morrow
Whilst in silence
And drowned in sorrow
Hey silence!
I pray thee to speak.
Do tell my actions to awaken,
From its depth in the seas of worries
Still silence may dawn on me,
But letting go is not for me,
Whate'er the case may be
No matter the pain in me
This struggle will pass o'er me
But silence,
You may be right
We may need thee
To calm our plights
Whilst the world gifts us a punch
We'll soothe our soul with a hug.
©InkLover, 2019
Editorial Credit: Gideon Everest
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