S I L A N C E Poem by Mitra Das

S I L A N C E



Silance is no talk at all
It speaks more that words to call.
It is unique in its own way
So, arguments are in silance than to say.
Silance is all say the sages
It watches the work of the ages.
Silance is the sound of rest
The only sound, that can sound best.

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This poem shows the character of silance.
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