Poem of the Week: Broken Silence

                                    Hiding my sorrows and covering my smiles But after a while, you will learn the subtle difference between Holding a hand and chaining a soul You learn that Love doesn’t mean leaning And company doesn’t mean security You begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts And presents aren’t promises You begin to accept your defeat on a wounded knee like warriors With the grace of an Adult not the grief of a child You learn to build your roads on today Because the slate of tomorrow is in the hands of uncertainty After a while you learn that sunshine burns if you get too much So plant your garden and decorate your soul Never wait for strangers to bring you flowers And you learn that a Quiet whisper breaks a loud Silence

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This article was first published on 29th June 2012 and updated on July 1st, 2012 at 6:59 am

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