I don't like silence
neither do I like the sounds around me.
So I run,
from sounds to silence,
from silence to sound.
Craving, looking and running,
to and fro,
back and forth,
between quiet and crescendo,
my ears thirsting
for a symphony of their liking.
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may be if you just at one place and wait a little longer .. the noise or the silence will become music !!! running here and there might not help really !
aye aye sir siggy.
Your comment made me smile.
thanks
Man, very powerful verse here. Loved every bit of it.
We need to meet each other, for we seem to be doing the same kind of running, cooking and rhyming;)
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