silence
you are there infront of my organ of sight but, I feel completely unoccupied. it seems strange ! right? but dear, I can hear your silence but dear, I can sense your silence. you are there sitting like a tree, with zero boughs, barefooted. I can see' through the lens ' the essence of your silence. I feel completely unoccupied. still you are there, staring at me , with dewy eyes. who gifted you foggy eyes? which sphere fabricated your muteness? girl, let the world fade in your silence.
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