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That awkward rendezvous whispering signs of fairy tales 
when he stole my gaze as if time got stuck at one place 
silent chord of strings started playing a tender note 
that echoes within this confined heart
Possessed in love, now my wish to seek solitude departs 
And hereby silence of my infatuated love shouts
My silence, it's not just an empty bowl 
compelling to get full
It's not a vulnerable me inside a void shell 
devoid of courage to stand up
It's just a scared little new born 
with fear of falling in oblivion of a sheer pandemonium
My silence does speak,
It screams,
It speaks volumes..louder louder 
to let that man hear voices that go unheard 
It intends to perceive my uselessness 
Thus letting ink to scribble on page that 
"Here I am , On this southern pole 
admiring that bright northern star 
beyond my reach..and yeah too far"
Following him in cloak of shadows in serene darkness
Diving deep into those evergreen rhythmic chorus 
His blissful voice taught me this art of listening..silently
my cheerfulness succumbed to slumber with greed of being more sublime 
My resistance to read him everyday is futile
Even if he breaks this heart into pieces 
I won't shriek nor cry, but silently 
with those trickling teardrops of silence,
collect those broken pearls once fallen for him 
I won't urge him to be that selenophile
but just hope him to recognize this useless moon in day breaking noon 
An illusion indeed
Though aware of truth ,of being just a passerby 
And I being the only one with hoarder of memories 
This heart throbs with pain, inflicting all wounds 
I still wish to remain silent to speak volumes more than my words 
because this silence is not my strength nor my weakness 
It's a poetry... of my fairy tale,
It's my cure...

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