Silence, all about being
enjoying nature's murmur.
From the time the sun rises,
till when it hides out,
nature is full of noise.
But the ears are shut always
in the dark room of hectic life
You'll keep yourself silent, once
in the midst of all those clamor,
It's then your ears open and
You hear the murmur, the clatter...
Once you try to be calm
in the midst of all those
smoked up around you;
the rush and bargainings,
Keeping yourself deserted, you
feel the pleasure of silence, but
still you hear the barking of a dog
miles away down the lane.
Still you hear the water lapping
hit by the stones, paining itself.
When the night advances, everything
go quiet, calm and lovely, then
silence comes your way, still
it cannot be caught so easy...
Then too you hear the cricket singing,
the night owls hooting,
the speedy rush of the fanning leaves,
the deep and hidden beat of the heart...
Where ever you search, you can't find silence;
It's all about enjoying nature's murmur!
Comments about this poem (The silence... by Kavya S Babu )
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