Stillness Is Stentorian

By Siddhant Tiwari

Tranquility enounces gaudy,

Being’s ball game couthy or gaudy,

Multitudinous recourses up for grabs,

Vociferate or cross swords stabs.

Self-possession or sangfroid glab.

The first dismantles the harmonious nap.

The second boon you with the bygone serene clap.

Stillness is stentorian.

May extricate the parallel as guerdon,

May grant hour to think Victorian.

Locution once out, becomes history of historian.

React instead respond.

Use the stillness as a magical wand.

It may the other declares beyond.

Owing to silence is a boon,

Not one and all’s life tune.

One who chooses the soul to speak,

Is a victor ludorum of life’s blue streak.

By Siddhant Tiwari