Sitting silent is one experience I have every day. This silence means complete silence. My eyes are open, heart pumping and mind not uttering a word.
If there is someone to accompany you, how would it be?
Two people who love and care for each other, sitting a little apart, eyes open, heart pumping, not looking at each other, enjoying a soothing view and minds…not uttering a word. This is a poet’s experience, a writer’s mind speaking out loud.
It had been going on on my mind for really long and I thought it would be best to put it in the form of a poetry.
Here goes my poem…
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