Every silence has its own sound –
Quiet whisper, unexpected sigh…
If you don’t believe me, turn around,
There’s no need to make the volume high.
Joy or sorrow, pride or desperation –
They are silent, when they’re really true.
Every silence has its destination,
Once it’s reached, the silence stays with you.
Silence on your tongue and in your ears
Is a seal that makes you deaf and dumb.
But the silence hidden in your tears
Never ever lets you raise your thumb.
Silence saves, but it destroys your selfness,
It can break your hope, erase your love.
Don’t restrict your voice with ugly fences,
Preach the truth, that’s sent you from above.
Silence
© Copyright: Лала Алиева-Клычкова, 2020
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