The quiet One
She doesn't speak, she just observes
feeling all the hidden curves
every laugh and every tear
holding close what's far and near
in the noise, she's calm and still
quiet heart, but strong will
things that burn inside her chest
never spoken, never stressed
she's the calm beneath the storm
different, soft, a secret form
the loudest voice you'll never see
the quiet one, who feels deeply
Copyright © MARWA ARBANI | Year Posted 2025
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