Silence

My silence,
Your silence
Understands each other
Whether your silence is the Lord
Mine just a follower of it
It has a pride.
Its own style
Somewhere hidden
Somewhere seeable
Sometimes it is made possible,
Sometimes it is mandatory.
I have observed it,
Very bleakly
Somewhere it is a king
Somewhere it is like a beggar.
Somewhere it is like an un-wanted lover.
Burnt hearted. . .
Silence

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