Silence...

There are times, when it seems easy
To die out, than to remain alive

Its seems simple to stop
Before end, than to drive.

Its so because, at times
We don't loose the strength to speak
But sometimes its
Better to be silent and meek

And mostly, my silence
Is taken in the wrong way
But for somebody's sake
Words can be better held,  than to say.

Its true that, within myself
So many things I hide
My smile conceal all sorrows
Even I had cried.

I keep quite because
Precious things are kept within heart
And never wanna let them
To go far apart.