Silence is, sometimes, a synonym for benevolent concurrence,
Which, then, carries a sweet Sense!
But, it is too, often, an antonym for malevolent non-sense,
Which is, then, fiercer than a venomous and felonious fence!
Silence is, sometimes, like a feline Hunter,
Lurks to stalk stealthily without a noticeable mutter,
Stifling the breaths of a carefree and credulous creature,
Who never, even in his wildest nightmare, doubts his silent and sadistic Torturer!
The compassionate water of silence, sometimes, helps to achieve,
What, even the deafening bombs of sound precariously fail to perceive!
It's, sometimes, an indispensable Oxygen for the longevity of survival,
And, it's, sometimes, a deadly carbon monoxide for an unobtrusive burial!
Thus, O God! Let my Silence be ever meant for a golden Mission,
Let it never be used, as a nuclear bomb, for my self gain and a mass destruction!
Copyright: Shankar D Mishra 06.08.19
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