Transgressions of a silent type All that happens is silence, with resilience  Memories cleansed by wailing  Thus, surrendered to the flow There’s not much hope in the morrow Sorrow, the world joins  All that negativity could gather The courage to be curious  About a feeble heart; waylaid Whispers become crisper Cuts mercilessly through the silence Changes are uncertain  But time is inimical and clinical Meek … Continue reading Transgressions