Moments Of Silence

There are moments which i choose to be silent.

For the better,
or worse,
For the ugly,
or the beautiful.
For the enchantment,
or the disappointment.
Dare i not guess.
It makes around you pops a little question.
These questions show care.
Appreciate it or not, its up to the individual.

These Moments Of Silence are when you think the most.
When you wonder,
When you ponder,
When you reminisce,
When you envy,
When you won
When you're defeated.

For whatever reason there is only you know.
To solve the questions raised and nurtured by memories
are the hardest. People wonder of the answer but
are blinded and not see there the answer... was none.

When you look back, all you see is what written in a history book.
A book right there in your heart.
When you thought of the "answer", you'll come to realise
they were never "answer" but "dreams".

But when the Moment Of Silence ends,
all you want to do is talk and let it crack.
Never to be fix or so you thought.

Sometimes i wonder myself....
"Why the hell did i make this post?"
but i wont take it back.
hate it for i care.
its just an opinion from a man.
an ordinary man.