Silence is loud

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The day I stepped into the silence

not as a touring traveler effervesce

but as one  injured by life and perplexed by trust

awaiting the lost kindness and much needed thrust.

Silence didn't greet me, neither embraced open arm

silence in it's own meandering way charm and overcome,

the deep thick sound that attempts to fill me in

entered into every cell through the pores of skin.

The defening sound sucked my being

I could feel the life in a blur  passing.

I must be dreaming!!  It can't be me!

It cannot happen with my life so bluntly

the unexpected blow shattered the normalcy

exposing the frugality of shreds of idiosyncrasy.

Daily joy and sorrow turns into mental hollowness

nothing tempts and mind  engulfed by nothingness

pain and anguish

nothing felt,

blankness or blackness.

Silence in all its profoundness.

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