Silence is not a sign of weakness. Silence can be rage; silence can be calm; silence can be shy; silence can be evil.
For us, the words are powerful, but the silence is devastating. For words can inflict pain and be the medicine, silence is the poison of indifference.
Choose your words wisely and your silence with empathy. And never judge a person by their silence.
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My silence has variations
Not always when I am silent
I am quiet
Sometimes I am screaming
But only inside
Some days I am silent
For I am void itself
Feeling nothing, not even sad
Other days my silence is rage
Like the eye of the storm
Quiet is me running asunder
Ensuing destruction of myself
I am silent because words betray
Misconstrued for what I say
Let all of them be the judge
For the crime that never frayed
Silence is my calm
silence is my rage
The silence is more than grey
It's white, yellow, black and red
And everything as a matter of fact
My silence is quiet,
My silence is scream
My silence is everything in between
My silence has variations
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The Socrates in You
שיריםThe book is a compilation of Poem written by Something that dwells within me, once in a while. The poems are based on daily life serendipity. Every poem is driven by something we see in our daily life but never really stop to consider unless we are...
