I am entombed in a timeless pause,
A spectator to life, a witness to death, Silently sinking, in this somber cause.
Unheard, unnoticed, I drift along, Amongst the living, yet eternally apart,
A mere whisper, a distant echo,
This ghost of silence, alone in the heart.
The ghost of silence, guarding the memories we made.
And though I may be unseen and unheard, my presence lingers, in the depths of your soul,
The silent witness, to all that we've lost, A reminder that even in silence, love still conquers it all.
- Vrushu
