In the quiet hush of twilight's embrace,
Where words retreat, and stillness finds its place,
The poems of silence softly unfold,
A language untold, yet rich and bold.
Each whispered breath, a verse in the night,
As stars above shimmer with gentle light,
In the depths of silence, secrets reside,
In the tranquil space where emotions hide.
The rustling leaves, a serene refrain,
Nature's own poetry in a gentle domain,
In silence, we listen, our hearts entwine,
As the world speaks softly, in rhythms divine.
No need for words, when silence can say,
All that we feel, in its own special way,
So let us embrace this gift of grace,
And cherish the poems that silence can trace.
In the realm of quietude, silence does reside,
A canvas for thoughts, where words need not hide.
In stillness, we listen to nature's soft song,
The hush of the night, where we all belong.
In silence, emotions find their own voice,
Unspoken expressions, the heart's true choice.
A symphony of stillness, profound and deep,
In the poems of silence, our secrets we keep.
Through tranquil moments, we find inner peace,
In the absence of noise, our worries release.
In the language of silence, we often discover,
The wisdom of ages, concealed like a lover.
So embrace the silence, let your soul take flight,
In the poems of silence, find solace and light.
For within its verses, mysteries unfurl,
In the silent symphony of the inner world.
