Drop of honey, Pain of thorn

Thought of silence,what could it probably do to you, Should be good. Many great men talked a lot on the greatness of silence, Poets sang of them.
Still there's a lot to silence that you don't yet know.
That silence itself have to tell you.
taste it, its sweet,
 drink it, it can be painful,
and jump head deep in it,
you will find the drop of sweetest honey that oozes out of the hardest and sharpest thorn.

To be alone is good,
try it longer you'll pine,
try it longer you'll live the pain,
find the pain,
you'll cry, you'll wriggle,
you'll shake, you'll call out louder,
silence is pain,so is being lone,
it 'll scorch you, and toast you,
like a fallen tree in sun,
your leaves dry,
Your veins fry,

You can cry no more,
your tears is out'
your head die, and so does your heart,
then you tip off the edge,
and find the depth,
You start drinking, head deep in pain,
 then comes the joy,
the sweetest of honey,
the brightest drop,
it tips you tounge,
and slowly and fine,
it fills you,
and now you know
The hardest thorn,The sweetest drop