The quiet game, it starts with a hush,
A challenge, a test, a secret hush,
Can you resist the urge to speak,
To break the silence, to make a creak?
It's a game of patience, a game of will,
A game of peace, of calm and still,
A game that's played with no sound,
A game that makes your heart pound.
The rules are simple, yet hard to obey,
No words, no noise, no sounds at play,
Only silence, that's all you need,
To win the game, to succeed.
The silence stretches, it fills the air,
A heavy weight, that you must bear,
The seconds tick by, the minutes too,
But still, you must remain mute, it's true.
Your mind starts to wander, your thoughts race,
But you must stay still, in this quiet space,
You can't let the silence defeat you,
For in this game, it's what will complete you.
The quiet game, a test of control,
Of keeping your thoughts, in an invisible bowl,
Of not letting them spill, out into the world,
Into the chaos, the noise, the unfurled.
As the silence lingers, you begin to see,
The beauty in stillness, the tranquility,
The way the sunlight dances on the wall,
The way a leaf, so gently falls.
The quiet game, it helps you to hear,
The whispers of nature, so crystal clear,
The rustle of leaves, the chirp of a bird,
The gentle hum, of the world blurred.
And as you listen, to the symphony of peace,
The noise of the world, begins to decrease,
The quiet game, it offers a respite,
From the chaos, from the endless fight.
It shows you the power, of silence so strong,
How it can heal, how it can belong,
In a world so loud, so full of sound,
The quiet game, it's a treasure found.
But don't be fooled, it's not an easy feat,
To stay quiet, to not retreat,
For the silence can also be a foe,
A reminder of the things you don't want to know.
It can bring up memories, you'd rather forget,
It can make you feel things, you'd rather not let,
But in this game, you must stay strong,
And push through, for it won't last long.
As the minutes turn into hours,
You start to feel a sense of power,
For you have conquered, the silence within,
You have won the game, you have a grin.
And as you break, the quiet with a sigh,
You feel a sense of peace, a sense of high,
For the quiet game, it's not just a game,
It's a reminder, to find calm in the mundane.
So let's play the quiet game, every now and then,
To find stillness, in a world of endless din,
For in this game, lies a secret key,
To unlock the beauty, of serenity.
Authorship by Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
©️ Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
®️ The Quiet Game
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