SilenceA Poem by BeautifulmaddnessWhen
does the perpetual silence end When
does my life begin My
life is silence in agonized ears They
listen so hard but no sound appears No
sway of the violin chords No
metallic clanging of swords No
chaotic ruckus arousing My
life is perpetual browsing Silent
life constantly scrutinized Consumed
in a vortex of eyes No
vision given, no action seen Eyes
waiting at a blank screen No
color envelops the story told No
red rage or glamorous gold Though
these colors are in their midst Watchful
eyes decide they don’t exist Colorless,
soundless, pictureless being All
judging but never seeing What
an existence to never be What
a life to never see © 2012 Beautifulmaddness |
StatsAuthorBeautifulmaddnessBatesville, MSAboutI write what inspires me. I do not write so that others may understand or what is clearly visible. I do not write in clear scheme or rhythm. I write as it comes natural and how I feel the most liberat.. more..Writing
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