Quietness

Cupping the water in hand, 
you feel the nativity― 
near the mute swans. 

The silence of a bird, explodes 
before it flies. 
The hands flutter in excitement. 

You take a cipher to 
measure the infinity. Figures 
become drones. One of the 
suspect throws a bomb. 

The quietness of sea, when 
you start drinking the mist. 
I will discover the beauty of death. 

The words will reach, 
when you would not listen.

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Everything changes and changing at the next minute, second and flick....whatever you're tryna hold slips through your hand and the things you wanna erase clings in the mind...
Another great one from you..thanks for sharing☺!!