• Part one of silence

    Flames everywhere,
    on the fragile little body.
    White and pure, turning black.
    Screaming loudly, to destroy the silence.
    Though he always was the one to keep it.
    Cried out three words, "I love you", to the one who burned him,
    then silence took over again.
    He reached out his hand for his killer.
    And now the boy was dead.

    The killer stod over the grave.
    And instead for a name there was silence.
    He smiled - that was all the boy had been.
    But the pain in the heart got the killer to bow, he knew he had killed his lover.
    He tried to get up but something held him down.
    "You will die with the silence of me."


    The killer is dead and the silence too.
    A reality so unbelivable, so true.
    Silence was all the boy had been.
    A killer the other.
    But they died, without anyones knowledge.
    Silence by killer.
    Killer by silence.


    Part two of Silence

    As Silence walked down the streets,
    people inside the houses hid.
    Silence could have shed some tears,
    but he was not their kind.
    Silence he was, pure as snow.
    In the grave there´s Silence now.

    Part three of Silence.

    Silence didn't have a voice,
    one day it just died.
    It would never come again,
    how hard he ever tried.
    Silence was now like his voice,
    dead and put to rest.
    Silence had got a gift too,
    a rose on his chest.

    The rose was red, a gift from who?
    A question that Silence thought.
    Maybe it was some secret admirer,
    Silence was in a web caught.
    A web of explanations, and answers,
    he guessed.
    Under the wooden covers, he
    was pressed.

    Part four of Silence

    If Silence one day would now
    the word speak.
    Or talk and chat and other things
    leak.
    He would tell his friend a
    friendship´s meaning.
    And if needed he could always share
    a shoulder for leaning.

    But never, ever, a single word,
    nothing to hear at all.
    Silence mouth had opened,
    but again his voice would just fall.
    Thoughts and thoughts, was in
    Silences mind.
    Nothing that was all too easy,
    that with an answer bind.

    Meaning of Silence


    Silence has the meaning you give it.
    There's no specific mean of it and you can
    have your own thoughts about it.