I wonder why people like silence
It is actually deafening to my ears
Silence, the absence of sound
A form of noise itself
Like colour black, the absence of all colours
Yet a colour itself.
When I’m in a place filled with silence
I can hear the vibration in my ears
In silence I can hear my breath
I can hear my heartbeat when I’m tensed
I can hear the interaction between the two voices in my head.
When silence is prolonged, my ears start aching on the inside
Alas! Respite may lie
In the tick-tock tick-tock
Speech of the speaking moon-faced clock.