beneath cloudy sky
ducks are splashing in the lake
silence is broken
...
They have become a silent story,
A story written on stones and bricks,
While each brick narrates a different story
As you touch them, run your hand,
...
The silence is between you and me
Same as between day and night
A silence which nobody else can think
It is more than any conversation.
...
When spring season is on
and when the birds are singing songs
Buds are ready to bloom
and the bees start to loom
...
a deafening sound
as the airplane flew away
valley of mountain
leaving behind, trail of past
...
Inner silence echoes in the valley
from our peaceful mind
and often lingers with the nature.
...
This silence sometimes takes
the course of realization,
That I am alive and moving on
Fighting the battle with the waves
...
When love resides in our heart
Our body becomes restless
And it goes on and on
To search peace
...
My mind is at peace with the stillness of the pond
Enough of walking strange paths and wander around
The wind is gentle and flowers are blooming
...
in the darkest night
we maintain the same silence
as soul and body
firefly flashes the spark out
...
beneath the thick cream
the liquid milk splashes dreams
night submerged silence
...
your silence, untamed
is like a galloping horse
my silence watchful.
...
I know what your heart wants
I know what your eye endorses
Why your lips stay away to speak?
But, what heart wins is what the heart wants.
...
The stillness of the night
Is like a sharp knife
Cutting me to pieces
Small enough
...
no reply by moon
a mute spectator at night
and this pond reflects
but the silence at our home
...