Don't ask why I am silent. I don't know how to say heartache, so I am silent.
Don't ask why I am silent. I do not know how to shed tears, so I am silent.
There is no big reason for them, but I have lost my all. You have not been silent like this, your heart has cried innumerable before the silence.
Used to chirp that too, today it is deep to remain silent. You will not understand, a living corpse is living in the palaces.
The silence of that idiot never bothered me. Today we are silent, even knowing that he did not come near.
Where was the habit of being silent, this is the grace of incomplete ufat. His infidelity should not be exposed to the world, this is my desire for silence.
My eyes are filled with tears by keeping my tongue silent. Used to ask to smile, they have been silenced.
Let me be silent, otherwise the heartache will sob. It is scattered in pieces, will break once again after hearing my voice.
No one is silent like this, my silence is also a story wrapped in pain. What no one could read even after reading, is a story confined in the pages of life.