a seeker of silence once tiptoed into the noise she had only thrice betrayed her mind's scrubbed voice that sounds accost sanity that one trips over light she learned on her way back by the shadows of a calling night
she remembers the betrayals more than the lessons..if betrayals they were.. and whats more, she knows not, how gracefully she has learnt to tiptoe noiselessly on the dry crackling leaves of vindication ...
Well written post! , My lady has my ardent admiration!
What is your take on preferring solitude over company and silence over noise? Will (ironically) make for a great conversation over some coffee and many many hours of sharing and connecting :)
And about your post...beautiful words. Beautiful feelings.
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she remembers the betrayals more than the lessons..if betrayals they were.. and whats more, she knows not, how gracefully she has learnt to tiptoe noiselessly on the dry crackling leaves of vindication ...
Well written post! ,
My lady has my ardent admiration!
What is your take on preferring solitude over company and silence over noise? Will (ironically) make for a great conversation over some coffee and many many hours of sharing and connecting :)
And about your post...beautiful words. Beautiful feelings.
:) reminds of a quote by Ghalib, sadly can't remember the exact words...
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