Silence is the requisition of muse,
hovering ardour high
to velvety clouds,
The rhapsody of oblivion
where voiceless eutony abides
Oh how tranquilizing this realm is,
where enraptured adventures are awaiting
reveries with vehemence is fluttering
whilst untold mental pictures dwell within,
Soothing state of notions keeps slithering down
Blazoning cerulean courses
to unravelling streams of survival,
No echoes through the chasms of calmness
No words screaming aloud,
Fumbling around as you
delve deeper in the hearth of silence.
YOU ARE READING
•UNAVOWED TALES•
PoesiaHere's to the whirling thoughts inside a fickle mind, comprising random scribbles and verses in metrical symphony!🌸 // Highest-ranking : #1 in verses #3 in strings #98 in poetry// ^_^
