Scream That Silence

In the crunches,

You see, it's all about,

It's all about the peace,

Whose absence is piercing the soul into piece.

The sound which heals, the flawless of feels,

The darkness has turned out, in every essence of means.

That silence that feeds the universal appetite,

That silence is the answer to every fight,

That silence where every thought of mine resides,

That silence where every wrong is more than right,

That's how I feel the sound of silence.

This sound is as silent as the eternal light,

But the same sound is as blunt as the butcher's knife.

The canopy of forest is the best place of universal,

The silence here is the strongest unity.

But then who cares for introspection,

Fumes here are more self centered,

You are nobody to call it love,

Because silence has life, we fail to live,

And it nourishes that love, we fail to give.