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My silence is born
with me – within me
consoles me
all the time
And I used to love
This silence
but now, a thunderous silence
some unforeseen one
comes from nowhere
and tries to
break through my thoughts
and fills my mind and spirit
this silence speaks with me
in a language
that my heart interprets
but my mind
fails to relate
This silence torments me
day and night
with eyes that speak
I try to move away from it
But it fills my mind
With strange feelings
And with reflections of darkness
It attracts me to it.
with these disturbing thoughts,
I try to steal myself away –
inside myself, I try to take cover
And I cry silent tears
Unable to break away!
7 comments
beautiful 🙂
i guess there are multiple meanings to this… atleast i interpreted it so.
if the silence is a good one, then why fight… embrace it..
thanks..yeah it has!! can’t believe i have started to write poems with multiple meanings!! embrace.. 🙂
hehehehe…
Welcome to the gang 🙂
thanks and here i am…
that was wonderful i likes the sense and feeling it gave
Silence is the best art of conversation
i love this poem it’s so sad and it brings out your true emotion of how you feel and that’s what makes you a good poet