Silent Love

Our Love is jealous of Friendship

#lovelanguage

The winds silent blow;

Caressing the flowers and leaves of snow,

The skies are silent too

Caring for the earth and you

Silent love always stays that way;

Silent but tumultuous, and never-ending,

But when it hurts, silent love chooses

To rain and colour, the roads bending

We too have a silent love

Such loves that never speaks

But soon she felt jealous of the friendship

That we had, kissed on our cheeks

That love had a lot of patience though,

She tried to stay on her own;

But she felt hurt, when now and so

Friendship could hold hands in pains

But she still remained calm, like waters still

Even she felt terribly jealous when,

Friendship danced in turbulent rains

That love, silent by nature and heart

Yet longing to play her part

That day air knocked out of her lungs

When Friendship got to weep at a song

Till at last in those days,

When she saw Friendship laughing in her arms

The silent love lost her hope

And thought it was time to take reigns

But then, she got scared

Scared of herself, terrified of her own force

Feared hurting us, and her daughter

Friendship, who was her mother too

For Love had grown in her womb without much ado

And so, this stupid silent love,

Fearing of her own strength and wings;

Thinking she would curse a storm,

Instead of heralding springs

And so, so this silent love

Burned herself in her own warm flame,

Reached into the end of her wick and die;

To turn off the light of her name

For she knew well, the oil would never end

And the winds would never comply.

Over the nights, this love surrendered

To the dark, becoming a part of the silent wind

Caressing our hairs, kissing our lips forever

And when Friendship sailed along the sea

She gave herself to the waters of joining the river

Over the days, this love consumed

Herself in the warmth of friendship at last

Lost herself in the dreams of tomorrow

And hid behind the curtains of past

This silent love thus became the rains

That now blossoms our friendship green

She is silent but still there

And will always be, as always had been.