Its Too Quiet
Its too Quiet
the cold has seeped deep
I feel Anxious
has my blood vein freeze,
There are no thoughts that
I could think of,
I visit the same dream
I had left from, and
there is nothing to come back
In this free fall of exquisite.
I don’t know if
it will stop me from ,
reaching a place I look for,
I don’t want the Noise
but I think I am one thing short,
In all the silence
there can be one beat high.
Its too Quiet
Although its not
like I cant hear the Rain Fall,
but strangely it fails to
make my heart drop,
Maybe I have called for resistance.
I Enjoy time
Moments of free smiles
kindling with ones own norms
staying silent when Eyes play
the familiar thoughts,
Did I let it happen
I dwell on persistence
what's with the precipitous change?
The cooking pot
who's aware what's being made,
The guessing game
has been shut for all Scrounging brains.
What shall come
will happen to be a Surprise;
even with all our Eyes laid on
It will keep Fooling
until it Arrives.
The habit of Absence ;
don’t held it tight,
there is an Infinity building;
Once its this Quiet.
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