Silence
Silence, when fills my mind,
random words tend to make sentences.
Sentences seldom having an actual reason to be made at all.
Do they?? No. Then why do they spawn.?
To shush the loud silence that birthed them all.
Bite size poem no.43
Copyright © Adwaita Patane | Year Posted 2022
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