The Sound of Silence

How can it be?
That silence can change
From champion heavyweight
To a breath waylaid?

When a flurry
Of digi-noises invade
Our inner ears
On daily basis

Silence means

Empty soundscape
Says none
Alive or near

Has its moments
By a brook
In a book nook

Laughter and tears
Felt so hard
No sound escapes

If brainwaves were
Attuned to instruments
Symphonies played
Between my ears

On royal highs
And splendid lows
Ticking monotones
Of my years

Silent support act
To showcase the star
Like imagining someone
Playing guitar

While Billie brazenly
Sings the Blues
For me

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