How you weave
Strands
of my silence.
No thought, nor
Any language
Could
take
Gesture of my forebearance
than
But by keeping me mum –
Reveling passively
The dance
of my, utter
Quietude
Destiny Poets
Uniting and celebrating the best "Writers" and "Poetry" from around the world centred out of Destiny Church Wakefield
Nonpareil.
So much thanks dear Sir Louis Kasatkin for thy precious comment!
Regards
Cerebral and insightful.
Much thanks Vijay Nair Jee!
Sans mots cette fois – extraordinaire!
So humbled by thy comments poet muse Vands!
Regards