Black is the colour, dark is the theme and depth is the emotion. This is me "silence".
They remain with and they even bear me, but never try to cease me. They all wait for me to break up into pieces by acting unknown. These pieces can be gathered again and moulded with cracks and crevices. After this the visibility might be less but the intensity will keep on increasing.
Some situations are beyond right or wrong, where the preference is on my side. Even in between yes or no they choose me. In trying to reach response they find me. When they come across a similar kind of me they add on to it with some more of me.
Just wonder in all the situations I'm the one who is being chosen and you are the one who chooses.Then how come I become the new demon of the society?
- Satarupa Upadhyay
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