Sometimes it says everything,
Sometimes it doesn’t make any sense.
Sometimes what speaks more than words?
Is just a silence.
Hundreds of unspoken feelings,
Thousands of words unsaid.
Several emotions unexpressed,
This is of what
The silence is made.
It separates, it bridges,
It make, it break.
But to let it conquer you,
Is the biggest mistake.
Love, hate, agony, misery,
The silence expresses them whole.
It binds the feelings,
It connects heart to soul.
Silence can be blooming flowers,
And silence can be swords.
Silence can be a mere silence,
And silence can be words.
Nicely said! Silence can mean understanding support or even hurt......10+++
silence too, play great role in our life dear proneta. your wording beautiful! 10+
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I would like to translate this poem
theek hai..................................lmao