The Silence

the walls are dumb and the bed asleep

mirror reflecting the hush, no cry

I quietly open the balcony door

letting the soft breeze enter the space

and fill the room's calmness with a try.

I seal the empty chair and look around void

the night bulb glowing with insects around

the fan moves with slow pace 

without a break I keep watching them

as incessantly the stillness surround.

the floor uncleaned with speckles of dust

cockroach relaxing under the cupboard angle

outside the absence of moon 

killing the stars anxious

within the silence and me entangled.