Tuesday, November 2, 2010

The Bliss of Silence


When we meet there is silence always,
A profound silence.
Where have our words gone
Leaving us in a world of wordlessness?
And I have come from way far off
To meet you, to talk to you

When we part there is silence again,
Silence with meanings added
What have we shared with one another
Saying nothing at all!

But when we think about one another
Words flow out
The two streams of voice meet and clash
Leaving us in a world of utter pains.
Isn’t it better to stick to silence,
For it causes no pain
But brings us only bliss?

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