The tongue is silent but the pen speaks.   It opens the words that arise in the heart.   It listens to the heart and speaks what it says.   It sways with the support of honesty.   It weighs the words before writing the surging emotions and waves in the books.   It itself sits on the chair of the court.   It weighs the letters while writing justice.   It itself touches the lifeless blank paper with its desires and emotions.   16-11-2024   It is angry but not so regretful.   The eyes are not red because