Depths Within
Poetry
In the quiet of calm minutes, murmurs rise,
An orchestra of quietness, where bits of insight camouflage,
In profundities significant, where words dare not encroach,
Reverberations of contemplations, peacefully, escape.
Inside the quietness, feelings get comfortable with themselves,
In quiet shouts, they go with their decision,
To move in shadows, concealed and unheard,
However, in the quietness, their power is presented.
For without even a trace of words, quietness rules,
A material for dreams, where real factors glimmer,
In calm fellowship, hearts entwine,
In the holy space where quietness is characterized.
Correspondence rises above the expressed word,
In the language of quietness, bits of insight are blended,
A quiet discourse, where spirits speak,
In the quietness, more profound implications drench.
Quietness says a lot, in its quiet pronouncement,
A shelter for truth, so that the psyche could see,
In the tranquil scope, self-revelation unfurls,
In the repercussions of quietness, secrets are untold.
So let us embrace the quietness, significance, and profound,
Where mysteries lie stowed away, yet hearts might jump,
In the quiet spaces, we track down our direction,
In the considerable importance of quiet, we stay.
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