The world stops, silence prevails It starts again, chaos So much rush, so much greed I think silence is all we need. Everyday day at four, go out and see Beauteous benign beatific breeze blows In your heart , you will feel That silence is really a great d...

Is it just the cold breeze Or have I lost my poetic charm I think of it like some disease That never appears but does the harmAm I lost, am I forgotten in this Noise coming from the trees Do you remember me still, tell me Tell me; I beg you, please!Should...