A thousand words,

a hundred groans,

tens of screams,

or a heart writhing moan.

I would choose silence.

An explanation to prove my worth,

a harangue with a point absurd,

a debate to get some validation,

or harsh phrases of damnation.

I would rather choose silence.

A scented love letter, five pages long,

a poignant, melodious song,

a talk about life under starry skies,

or a discourse of what is and what might.

I would still choose silence.

           -Iflah Laraib