between silences

entangled i
in a web of words
a million things left to say
yet no enough words!
at the end of the day
is it then
important to say?
maybe not!
but wonder i
make why
the same mistake
as in the past?
be why
so meek and frail?
but still at last
i sit and glare
at the question in contrast-
if the struggle is in the articulation
shouldn't silence prevail?
maybe not!
a soft whisper
of the winters setting in my heart
makes me wake up
from the slumber of foresty thoughts,
breathing these husky undertones
onto my ears-
if you cannot match your words
to the beat of your heart
you must know
you are singing the wrong song.

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It is imperative to learn the art of articulation,
either in silence or otherwise

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