When the silver emperor of the night rose to his throne in the skies,
Unlike the Golden king that rules the day, everything is tranquil and at ease in his stay.
The moonlight gives the moments of peace
And every jostling heart calms down and falls into his serene silence.Sure that everyone loves the white ruler,
But it's the burning man who leads the war.
A war everyone fights, a war none wins,
It's the War of Life that we are all caught up in.So, it's always a wise choice to sleep in the serene moments of our fate,
'Cuz when the bright king climbs up to the throne for one more time in time,
Certainly the war burns again
And it is inevitable to fight the demons within and rivals outside.So, averse not this brightness,
It only burns the souls that are rotten.
So, averse not this brightness,
For its fall and rise are golden.-Laxmi Bhargavi Golla
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THE WORDS OF MY SILENCE [poems]
PoetryThe words of my silence is a collection of some random poems, these are like my heart pictured on a paper. It's really awesome losing myself into a completely different world and coming out with new memories I make myself. And this is where I share...