Introverted By My Thoughts [✓]

Mumchance

I feel like we're all missing an important fact here.
A story, that's been clear to me.
I understand the confusion, you see.
Even in my weirdest imaginations,
I never thought, it'd be.
It's certainly, not an illusion;
Walking heads up, in concentration.
An eye glance, two blinks, a head nod;
That's the communication.
Silent coin toss, Accidental fall,
Leading to sound vibrations.
Strange Articles, written in nothing,
But punctuations.
No street signs, No mappings
Book of all kinds, none existent.
No keypads, or voice calls.
Instrumentals, solo playing,
To fit different genres; Music.
No name tags,
To the passer-by's in the silent streets.
Actions were all that mattered,
No lengthy tales.
Hand signals, you to move,
Flustered grin, facial expressions.
A happy smile, from the little girl,
Waving across the road.
A tired sigh, from the labourers lips,
Wearing his clothes of old.
I dreamt of this day;
A strange land,
Where no words exist.