silence is pain
silence's rejuvenation
like storm and drizzle.
when pensive, a riot,
in din, a silent muse;
in me, your presence.
distance, speed and time
are not mere arthmatics
they're heart, mind and hope.
'no', 'nothing'- are lies;
'just like that'-a hollow phrase!
thou love me-the truth!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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