Thunder Of Silence

Beckoned
With
Sounds
So loud.
Riveted,
Attention
Couldn't arouse.

Beckon
With silence
On pedestal
Alight
For the thunder in silence
Rivets
Flushes the mind.

Observe
The attention silence commands
A pregnant lady
In trance
Whose silent conversation
With a soul unknown
Unaware of the decibels around which galore.

poem by Sanjay MehtaReport problemRelated quotes
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