Silence🌪

Silence is fascinating, the way it exists, and identifies itself. It is intangible yet has the power to speak volumes.

Silence is "you" trying to live, it is beautiful when you listen to it.

It is within your body, travelling through the veins, between your fingernails, and stretchmarks, echoing in your bones and resonating in your cells, it is the story of your wounds, it is everywhere! Sometimes it haunts you and gets in your way, while other times it is an open sky waiting to be explored. 

It is a blank verse written with the rhythm left out by someone or the sob of an old man trying to hold back his tears when he is abandoned. It is the sound of beetles in the night transforming into a lullaby, or the birds chirping in the morning sun to call their lost ones back home. 

Sometimes it's the wrong notes of your ukulele played, while the other times it is just the story of a fallen star fulfilling someone's wish.

It is the sound of rain and thunder or the shattering windows of your house, 

or the soft snores of your pet dog and the gentle rustling of leaves on a breezy night.

Silence is the sound of your heart beating, your blood flowing, your eyes blinking and your body moving. It is the camouflage of emotions that were kept hidden, it is the cry of your plants when papa forgets to water them, it is the sound of the tadka your grandmother gives to the dal she makes in the afternoon meal. 

Silence is the sound of lost footsteps, or the sobs of an empty house, it is just the moon and its phases sharing stories, night after night. It is the story of dreams which weren't able to make their way. 

You see, silence is everything you wanted to be!

-Shruti Sawant.

Verse of silence👇🏽

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