Silence

There is silence in my wardrobe

I wear it every day to work

I watch everyone

Everything

Silently

People

Roads

Traffic

Rains

And then I listen to my thoughts

There is too much noise inside

I pour few thoughts in a teacup

Sip

It’s hot or cold

Depending on the time

I take out few more cloths

From my wardrobe

To muffle the noise inside me

Wearing few more layers of silence

I rush out to the balcony in panic

The tree in front of my house

Is home to many birds

It relaxes me to know

That at least someone is home

I watch the night come over

I make a cigarette out of stars

And use moon as my ashtray

By morning it’s all ashes

My thoughts calm down

I fall asleep

On the silent pillow of the dawn

Dreaming of silence meanwhile

One day I know

Dreams come true

Silence shall take me away forever.