APT SILENCE

Many flowers
Will spread
Hands of petals
In nature bloom

Many sightless
Will creep vision
In night delight

Many hungry
Will knock
An empty
Decorative vase

Many love
Will bear
Cry of pleasure

Many will
Get its due
In lust
Of clue

Many will
Take demise
In handful
Of incense

Many will
See an act
In apt silence!