Author Ranjit Hoskote Silence is clean, a frigate leaving a harbour with no siren wailing. Silence is a tureen that needs no scouring for the last stains of grammar. Silence is fire, a threat with no reprieve. Silence is a panther that stalks us through jade eyes. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments