295th Post

Silence.
Often one doesn't know when to use it.

Often.
One's misuse of silence is the cause of sadness.
And conflict.

As the other party's mind gets poisoned by lies.
One can only wonder.

At how much repairing its going to require.
Because silence was chosen at the wrong timing.

Often one thinks that silence is the solution to everything.
But why ?

Has one forgotten one has limits?

A point granted.
That i do often think that silence is the solution to everything.

But as the day passes.
I find out that it is not always the right choice to make.

But yet.
If one speaks out of turn.
One fears the repercussions.

And thus.
Resorts to silence.

But humans are never readers of the mind.
Which is both good and bad.

Good.
Because in silence.
You can lock up all your deepest secrets.

Bad.
Because in silence.
Misunderstanding occurs.

But often.
The topic is awkward.

And once again.
Silence is the chosen one.

As the smoke from a cigarette floats away.
Lost amongst the night.

I can only wonder.
When is it appropriate to use silence.
As a means of a justifiable form of defense.

But for now.
I wander.

Lost in the silence of the night.
Silently observing the thoughts and actions of others.