There’s sudden silence- whispers of the deep
In the π’π’Šπ’”π’”π’‰π’π’ƒπ’…π’π’•π’‚ (silence) of placid waters
π‘¨π’Žπ’‚π’‚π’“ (my) π’”π’‰π’–π’π’π’šπ’π’•π’‚ (void) festoons hollow cries
Sometimes the waves are restive π’Žπ’–π’Œπ’•π’Šπ’•π’† (in freedom)
Sometimes they are calm in π’π’Šπ’“π’π’ƒ π’Œπ’‚π’π’π’‚π’š (silent retreat)
Is π’‹π’Šπ’ƒπ’π’ (life) π’”π’‰π’–π’…π’‰π’–π’Š (merely) a journey?
Ain’t it about π’‘π’“π’π’•π’Šπ’•π’Š (every) halt or even every stillness?
May be a π’ˆπ’π’π’‘π’ (folklore) caged in the pages of History
Triggered by the palindrome of 𝒂𝒍𝒐- π’„π’‰π’‰π’‚π’šπ’‚ (light and shadows)
To create our unique 𝒑𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉 (paths) β€˜neath the falling skies.
——–Β  Β Sudden silence- whispers of the deep!

 

 

 

 

Author’s Note: π“π‘πž 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐑𝐒𝐠𝐑π₯𝐒𝐠𝐑𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐧 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐚π₯𝐒

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