There is peace in the silence in the mind

I can’t think,thick impervious screen of distance from reality

From you,with good reason

I won’t embrace the light because you won’t reflect it back at me

I look at the dissatisfied face of yours

Unhappy with your knees

Your kith and kin

Always dispensing warmth  as pretence and carefully disguised pretence as keenness.


Is there not pretence in your words?

When you prioritise some emotions over the others?

When you assume that she who is silent is ridden with flaws

when you may have been responsible for slicing off the tongue in the first place?


You cast stones at me

But are you without fault?


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