SPEECHLESSNESS
Sometimes I get trapped in speechlessness
Wondering if my words are less
Weighing no stress
An address to address quiet minds from distress
Holding my voice in hand
I thrive to speak my mind
Openly, freely and quietly
Stressing on bitter truths with all serenity
Boldly confronting all fears clothed in insanity
Moving away from the ordinary
I find myself in a garden with my diary
And remain speechless
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