Today’s Post is a poem or jumble.
When you take a word and just start writing what comes to mind.
The word is Silence and this is what I thought:
It’s a deafening noise so solemn and consuming.
It will creep up on you waiting,
always waiting for the moment
How do you define it?
As being alone in a room, in the world?
It’s an emptiness so defying.
Not heart felt or warm but a pain that won’t go.
A burn that keeps burning
A wound that won’t heal
A knife that cuts, a knot in your throat
A stumble of words
It’s that grave pause on the phone
It’s awkward and appalling
When no words can be exchanged
When all is hidden and sparse
It’s the chill up your spine
The creek in the floor.
It’s the flicker of a candle
The wind on the door.
It’s when you hung up on me
and never called back.
It’s the fear in the air
as I sit by the phone.
It’s that time and place
where the world hits a faze
The earth is lost in a great black hole
never to see the light of day.
It’s cold and dim, gray and dark
not a place for a young person’s heart.
A deafening silence that pierces through.
Remnants of chalk dust or dirt on your shoe.
Oh save us all from this break in life,
this social gap and waste of time.
Laugh out loud and crash this hell
Push it out of mind and out of place.
Be pleased with who you are.
Don’t ever listen to some other star.
Shine for yourself and break through the night.
Pull out the good in every ones eyes.
Save us from a silence so cold and bitter.
We are like plants and need light to not wither.
So soak up the sun and pour it on me.
Kill the silence and end this dynasty.