Silence

If I knew that silence was this marvellous,

I would have asked for it

on starless nights and merciless mornings,

I would have asked for it each time words created a din

in my mind,

eluding even the purest of my thoughts and emotions,

If I knew that silence was this rhapsodic

I would have allowed it to engulf me in its symphony,

something that we wouldn’t have possibly created without

spitting vitriol,

but what if this silence deprives me of words

and the flair of creating them,

would I still embrace silence then?

or would I end up giving you all my leftover words?

Tune of the day: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cL4uhaQ58Rk