That awkward moment when two mouths shut
A tinge of silence appears like a drought
If not heartily embraced, a veil of thoughts flow out
Which disappears in no time, if not bought
But if you do, thou are surely caught
And with its bosh stories, it’ll lure you a lot.
That’s when the doors to the heart gets closed
And the mind begins its business
Where relations go on a swirl
And people fall in distress.
Then why let this uncomfortable silence break you apart
When you can keep your mind aside and speak out from heart,
So the arrows diminish into tiny little darts
And eventually vanish for you to have a fresh start.