SILENCE
A poem by Asiwoniku · 2026-09-04
A silence that draws fleeting breathe From dangling ropes On twisted trunks with brown barks A silence that sings loud From twisted turns and groaning melody From swallows and flows A silence could be the mute Who turns
A silence that draws fleeting breathe From dangling ropes On twisted trunks with brown barks A silence that sings loud From twisted turns and groaning melody From swallows and flows A silence could be the mute Who turns noise to melodious tune His ears won't know A silence Can be the act Of being loud
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