Silence has its own voice

The quiet afternoon
between 3 to 5
world seems still
only the silence alive

Reaching to my ears
a beautiful voice
calm and serene in nature
fresh breath as its feature

Embracing this drowsy noon body
My breathing in the air completely 
waking me up for a chit chat
telling me to relax for a while as the day is still left

Freshening the soul to resume my duties 
having a cup of tea with some biscuits
spreading my arms I accept its presence
Silence has its own voice, my friends.

©Kritika


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