Where crayon meets paper

 

Like a poet hidden
In the light of thought,
Singing hymns unbidden,
Till the world is wrought
To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not:

- "To a Skylark " by P.B. Shelley

Silence

"As Water reflects a face,
So a man's heart relects the man"

-From the book of Proverbs (Bible)

Over the past two years, i learnt a lesson.
Sometimes its better to keep quiet and back off. I can say i was ignorant. I can say that i was blinded by the protection of my family and school friends. I thought the world was all sugar and spice and everything nice. Sad. Yes, i now had to face the rest of the world and i found that it was not a pretty picture. I'm writing this because i was pleasantly surprised by the fact that i was challenged by people to think like them. What i thought about life was not what they thought. I fought hard and i still think i'm on the right side. It's difficult to see people drift away. Words cannot express the hurt inside. Doubts keep flying in my mind, refusing to listen to my heart. How can a person just drift away? I don't get it. Not a word needs to be said. We both know it. Invisible signals pass between our hearts. I have found my real friends. You have found yours. Not a word needs to be said.

Dear snow, does it hurt when you melt away?
Dear grass, does it hurt when you whither away?

Why am i hurt by you drifting away? Why am i shocked by change? Why do people change?
My mind is exploding with things to say but not a word needs to be said. Silence speaks a million words.