Silence, listen to its rhyme, to its beat
It gives you everything you need
Silence the music for all colours, black, yellow, white
You can feel everything, even the birds flight
All your wounds would be healed
All your woes would disappear
When your love is spurned and you have said Adious to the Romance
When you feel you are surrendered with a big fence
Listen to the silence
You can hear every note, every melody
It can relieve you, when you hear it's harmony
Silence is the music, it will survive
Us, you can hear through it even the Beethoven symphony no.five
And Beethoven wrote his wonderful Symphony No 9 when he was deaf - music out of silence. Well penned Nadar.
nice nader. you r xlent. you have created a nice poem. silence is itself a music. well done.
excellent writing, remarkable choice of topic. i bask in the calm silence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
everything perhaps will end or ends with a silence pin dropp or without underpinnings...great write