I chose silence not because I didn’t have an opinion. I chose silence not because I didn’t have thoughts. I chose silence not because I couldn’t express my feelings. I chose it… because that’s the only option I had!
I chose silence because they didn’t want to hear the truth. I chose silence because they were unable to face reality. I chose silence because it crushed their egos. I chose it… because that’s the only option I had!
I chose silence to calm myself down. I chose silence to let my anger subside. I chose silence to keep my sanity. I chose it… because that’s the only option I had!
Many have mocked, Many irritated, Many have lost it and moved away, I know silence ain’t always Golden, But, it was the only option I had!
How will you carry the mount of tears in the vally of temples? Kites flowing in sky of beings-egos-denials and repeals. Smiling at pain I unspeak to a keeper of cage, under the shadow of golden roses, walking with blue
Do I have a choice before knifing the page for a meaning, when I was drowned in a nostalgia? Cinchona bark. This was my keyword for living bitterly under a tryant inciting the riots of colors. The digital death comes
It’s here, and then it’s not. That untimely moment that we fear our minds have just ‘forgot’ who we are, and why we’re here. Why did we never reach that bar? We’re no longer our own puppateer. In the past