A Silent Turmoil


When the wind of hardships blows from the west

They awaken oceans deeply burried within me

Their anxious waves come bashing against edges of my sollitude

Giving rise to a muddling noise echoed deep within my depths

While this deafening concert takes place within me

A mere spectator of my afflictions I become

And like a gentleman enjoying a tragic play, I stay calm and still

I remain silent to absorb this overwhelming turmoil


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