respecting silence

why does  a person choose to be silent,
should not i then respect that silence,
if every such quiet valley is forced to be filled with sound of rivers or winds,
where will those birds  go
which need to hear only the flutter of wings or
where will those souls go,
which hear or
wish to hear just the flutter of eyelids


mountains will not melt

mountains will not melt
but then galciers never had compassion,
nor did sun show any passion,
it is the fire flies of creativity
which can not live without innovation
that keep on flying
getting too close to sun,
getting burnt but without bequeathing any lesson
to next generation,
sowing a storm of fireflies, unstoppable and uncaringly