The Silent Way.

The Silent Way. long poem

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I am quiet. 
I am the observer amisdst the chaos, 
I am beneath the shallow water,
Below the deep oceans, 
Where solace and peace settle, 
Making the place their home. 

I am quiet. 
I do not need any justification to be given, 
I do not need any force to be driven,
My routes are not fixed yet,
But as the road goes, my ways will set. 

I am quiet. 
Just like the stars who do not have pride
When they shine. 
Just like the tree who gets cut 
But doesn’t whine. 

I am quiet. 
Even if you be judgemental 
I am  no one to change your mind. 
If you be considerable,
I am not the one who will be over kind.

I am quiet. 
And there is nothing wrong in being so. 
I raise my voice when I need to. 
And I stand by my words when I intend to. 

I am quiet. 
Call me proud or an introvert, 
My attitude will remain the same,
Just like my self and my tastes,
It won’t change for anyone’s sake.

I am quiet.
The ones who know me, know it. 
Quiet not because of any incident, 
Neither any accident. 
Quiet as  I love to be myself, 
Just like the baby who loves to be 
In his own innocence. 

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