It is a sound unique for all
Of the words that are unsaid
It cannot be heard but
Some thing that can be felt.
This is a sound of creation
Which makes us experience reality.
How ironic, the noise around us
Makes us appreciate its beauty.
It is the language of God
Which satisfy our soul.
It is full of emotions and
Something that cannot be ignored.
Aashita
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