In my silence,
words suddenly exist
It grows like a pine tree
in summer season,
draws my being
to its rooted existence:
Of how I live,
Of how I think things,
Of how I silently penned
my inner battles.In my silence,
I embrace peace
and understanding,
as I found chaos
and answers.I walked,
I fell,
I stand,
And my silence
Knows it above all." Let stand in every battle."
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PoetryOne's experiences and thought can be engrave in words. It sights different emotion, expression and an unexplainable feelings that only word can say. But why we want it this way? We write, because we want to; We express, because we are human bound...