Death or Death 'separates'

When I came,
The Room asked,
Aren't you crying?
Tears rolled,
It flows like smile,
Overflows like talks
And reach the river of moonlight love
There hopes are almost silent.
So long life,
Sometimes death has no ending,
The room suddenly felt cold,
Finding me in solace of silence
at the arid corners of dark.

silent spring

When you walked away
You carried all the silence
In the crowd with you. 
Sometimes I am amazed to see
My silence follows you,
holds your hands, smile
And say 'nothing more dear,
I will remain unnoticed, unknown'
Then silence forgets me.