Sometimes silence
Is a friend of mine
In deeper regions
Of a flowing mind
An apex predator
To some
I bathe in its rays
A welcome sun.
Its fingers
Overgrown as such
Feared by many
A chilling touch
But a warm blanket
In thoughtful times
To seek refuge
From lifes lies.
Silence
In fall to sleep
Over dreaming waves
A castles keep
A journey into
Distant lands
A foreign beach
Silence stands.
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Comments4
Silence becomes alive in your verses, a sanctuary and a storm. Truly mesmerizing.
very kind, appreciated and thanks
You are Welcome🙏
Very nicely portrayed as a friend and a refuge this poem presents silence as most helpful. Most poetically written it calls out of the silence.
thanking you, much appreciated
Excellent write
very kind, appreciated thanks
You're welcome
Great message 👏
very kind, thanking you
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