Silence
Sometimes I wonder if silence kills, Sometimes I ponder if it heals, Sometimes silence has a lot of tinge, But only sometimes it has a universal hinge. Some days are murky and some days are soaring, Some days you want to go out without crawling, Some days are rare with winds all flowing, Those are the days when silence keeps calling. Sometimes silence speaks a thousand words, If kept for the right moment it is like a universal sword, But for the time it is on the road, No one can think beyond nor can hoard. Many a times I have kept my words in my heart, Many a times I have tried to let it out, Many a times I have tried to get what I want, None of those times my silence helped me out. But the day will come when the chains will break, When the days won’t pass just for a heck, And the nights will be like a dream without old sake, Till that time let’s wait and hope that it will finally speak!