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Let the silence speak for me (9th September, 2014)

 The place where the flower blooms,

Bees also roam

The time when the buds unfold,

Bees also start to prepare,

To approach the beautiful flower.

 

Many flowers can attract a single bee

And a single bee can be interested in many flowers.

But when a bee selects only one flower among many

That is when the soul gets struck in a hook.

 

It all begins with the very first sight of your face

It all begins with your smile,

It all begins with your grace and simplicity,

It all begins with the switch of an innocent’s heart on

And it always begins with a crush.

 

Everything is fine

When no one sees or hear about it

But nothing seems right

When everyone uncovers your feelings.

 

Facing a crowd is hard for me

My head bows down,

But facing you is even harder

When you look me in eyes

I can do nothing and only blush.

 

Speaking in the public requires courage

Which can be induced by confidence

But nothing seems to induce the courage

To speak to you, my girl.

 

It takes nothing from you to excite me,

Every exhibition of yours count

A single smile of yours is enough

To make me feel great

And conquer the whole world.

 

And it takes nothing from you

To make me feel low

A frowning look of some kind is enough

To make me feel unwanted

That is why you are the password to my heart.

 

Time goes on

But I am struck in a hook

I am now an incomplete circuit

And for the future to shine,

The circuit must be complete.

 

I can do nothing but remain silent

No language in the world can express my love

Except silence

Silence is my language

That is why I let the silence speak for me.

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