They say silence is empty, a hollow space,
But I’ve seen it hold more than words ever trace.
It speaks in stillness, in breath held tight,
In glances that echo louder than light.
Silence is strength not fear, not lack
It’s the power to feel without talking back.
A quiet that listens, steady and wise,
Not needing noise to prove it tries.
It’s choosing peace when chaos calls,
Holding your ground when the loudness sprawls.
Maturity lives in the pause, in restraint
In knowing not every bruise needs paint.
So when I do not speak, don’t think I’ve gone
My silence is full, it’s where I am strong.
It carries my truth, calm and unseen,
A voice in the quiet, quiet but keen.