Silence surveils the mountain top,

And stares down at the earth,

Sipping solitude from twilight’s cup,

Silence sweeps the yellow field’s expanse,

And peers through the sharp and smart corn,

Silence dribbles down the dark and deep eyes,

And gleams through the veil,

 From the rose dusted cheeks,

Silence streams down the lithe light,

Slithering into the dark green woods,

Silence spreads its colossal wings,

Across the sky clad in flocculent clouds,

Silence, when descends with heavy footfalls,

At daylight’s demise at dusk’s threshold,

The listless words quiver and take their flights,

And flutter around to weave the web of new born thoughts.

………..Dr. Fathema Begum