Silence is deafening
Its echoes disturb a joyful heart
Its echoes create a sick soul
Its glow illuminates the joyful soul
And leaves it dark, like a sinner’s diary

Being silent doesn’t mean I’ m happy
I only choose to hold my peace
And acknowledge your presence
I am only allowing a moment of introspection
To our raging hearts and souls
Yet silently screaming
If you get what I said
Silently asking you to reconsider your steps

I am not a saint
Yet my silence declares me one
I only decide to hold my peace
For words are sharper than a double edged sword
I am silent but not blind
I am silent but not deaf or mute
I choose silence to protect my dignity
Which costs more than the whole humanity combined
That ruining our relationships and friendships
Which are as precious as gold