“Talk in silence”
“I did that a lot”
She waited between the stars..
Then befriended frivolous poetry
Distance clouding her words,
Dreams poisoning her thoughts
“Tonight you failed “
“You no longer belong to the stars”
She looked at silence and words
One cut her throat before other choke her to death
“She could have stayed in Waiting “
“Oh I think Waiting was more beautiful than Her “
Kavitha Nair 
With her it was different,
Treasure was in her eyes,
Stories were in her past,
Warmth was in her fragrance
Her love was the present moment and
Her silence was the most lethal weapon
-Adith