Words

We are the ones without a sound

Whose lips do not move

Who have always been silent.

 

Yet we speak with our eyes

Those burning yearning orbs

We call out with our minds

Screaming for help.

 

But this world

This cold cruel world

That favors not the weak

That requires one to speak

That turned its back on us

And slowly walked away

Has extended to us naught a helping hand

Has chosen to knock us away

A casual slap

Time

Time

And Time again.

 

You look at us, at me

Bemoan how pathetic are we

Where have our voices gone?

It is true that we do not speak

It is true that we often weep

It is true that our hearts are fragile glass

But who says we have no voice?

For in our words

Those inked-in shapes

Lay our very selves.

 

Author's Note

I didn't include much punctuation because I read through my work and I was having trouble with the rhythm; it should flow better this way.
Anyway, this poem is very much real. I don't often speak and I feel that I can't really express myself except through writing.

Reviews

[koty bell]

very artistic very poetic i felt this one and it moved me

[Laura Maidah]

My only comment? The inversion is a different tone. It's bipolar. "hat favors not the weak" Everything else is linguistically straight.

[Edens Lily]

very interestingly written, loved how you take the core of speech itself and gave it a face. The pen is mightier than the sword, Brilliant loved it.

[Lydia]

I know what you mean. Great write!

love the flow & rhythm in this write, wonderful writing

[TC Dunn]

I just love how you call eyes, "Those burning yearning orbs" I've never quite heard them described that way, and I just love it. Very pretty and interesting work.

[SuicidePact.]

I adored this poem.

[Flaming Coal]

I absolutely love this poem! You have a real talent for writing! :) Keep going, I love reading your work! :)

[Divinity Sleeps in This]

I fell in love with this poem primarily on the strength of the first 2 stanzas. Clealy a very ghostly and haunting piece.

[Raccoony]

Wow... I feel the same way! Beautifully written, especially loved the end... it's very true... words shape who we are as passionate beings.