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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nephilim56 (
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Comments1
Silence becomes alive in your verses, a sanctuary and a storm. Truly mesmerizing.
very kind, appreciated and thanks
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