The act of Silence

The act, speaks so much about one person

Can you imagine

A world without sound

Not a word

Not a whisper

Just Silence

Looking through that open window

With the rain falling

Unable to connect

Unable to feel

There are words moving from our mouths

But nothing is reaching our ears

Where the truth can be heard

Where the lies can be kept

The act of silence

Keeps us at a distance

Keeps us strangle

The act we so forsake

Not one word

Not one sound

Just the body

That they uselessly threw away

Author's Note

And when the attention stops
Are we left completely alone?

Reviews

[unsavable_soul]

Very nice piece,
You really have something here. It is pretty straight forward but with a profound conveyance and nature. Silence speaks volumes and you capture those within these lines. There is despondency to silence but often it is self imposed. Most excellent read.

"There are words moving from our mouths
But nothing is reaching our ears
Where the truth can be heard
Where the lies can be kept"

I loved the final two lines. pulling it in and leaving the reader with the curiosities of silence. what does this silence mean perhaps? The read is left to self define what the body is directly and how or why it was thrown away. One must assume again this relates to silence. Great write and read.
Sincerely
Christopher

[Barbara Walker]

The line "keeps us strangle" didn't make sense to me in this poem. Other than that it's an interesting concept.

[Ravyne Hawke]

To answer your question.. when attention stops are we left completely alone? Yes, alone and forgotten. Some day I need to write a poem about that. As for silence, sometimes I am grateful for it. But then I am left to my own thoughts, which can be sometimes frightening. Your poem poses some interesting questions, reasons to stop and ponder. Well done.

[Sami Khalil]

A great write on silence and the power to imagine its absence ... A lot to ponder...Good job...:)

[Astro]

I hear bad break-up. But that's cause we do live in a world of sound. Grammatically, you are missing a 'd' on the end of strangle. Good poem though Seimei, even if I've misunderstood the meaning behind it. If I have, then your way of explaining how you or, someone was left high-and-dry with no explanation, discarded like a piece of meat was done really well. Although, I got a little hung up on the line, "The act we so forsake" but it didn't take away from the impact. Good Job.

[Rivaxorus]

It's actually mostly about my surroundings in general. In the irony of it all I've always been surrounded by nose my entire life, but it seems like there's a quiet bubble wrapped around my heart. I've been left behind for no reason so many times. I'm thankful my girlfriend and my family has stuck by me, for what little I have left I cherish in all those who only get the silence out in their life.

[Rita L. Sev]

An interesting exercise, imagining the silence. Is it the words that give us worth - so that without them being received, we are useless? A thought-provoking read.