"Screaming silence – 1"

"Battle without words"

 

In an uncertain boat of dilemma,

The chaos burns into my silence,

That parasitic shrillness has turned ferocious.

 Moments are enigmatically crying grievance.

 

Yet that smile is stubbornly dancing,

In atmosphere of horrific poignant airs,

Fire firing more heat and light,

Life’s belief on heart is in tears.

 

The music sinuous in wave of harmonic pain,

Every note busy in digging its own grave,

 The final epic battle is fiercely waiting for an end,

Just a touch for forever silence, no room for being “Brave”.

 

Winds are painting the solitude canvas,

Trees turned noisy and irritated,

Soul dived under the sea of misunderstandings,

Swiftly a sense of enigma is elated,

 

That silence nurtured the whimper,

Where tempers are lost in subtle war,

A battle of sarcasm & ache,

Wholly equipped with fiery scars.

   

It’s time to end the race with a cremation of time,

Where dignity is dissolved inside fervour of demise,

Endless deeds is disappearing with closing eyes,

Only resurrection of phoenix can bring surprise  

Author's Note

How does it feels?????

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

"That silence nurtured the whimper,
Where tempers are lost in subtle war,
A battle of sarcasm & ache,
Wholly equipped with fiery scars."
As long as men in power twist the truth. Confusion will consume our world. I was lucky and travel to many places in this world. I never met a common man who wanted to died and wanted his child to died in some crazy war somewhere. War is create for profit today. Ask a USA citizen why we are in the Middle east? We don't know. A resurrection is needed by people of this world. "We are tire of war. Tire of hate. We want our children to know a safe and peaceful world." Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Leigh]

There are a lot of thought provoking ideas in this well created poem, I do like the first and last lines very much. I get from the line, 'That Silence nurtured a Whimper' that Silence is a living thing that does not want to reveal its other worldly identity and so forces things around it to create sounds so it is hidden again. Silence might seem to be an unnatural phenomenon in our busy, noisy world and might only be bought at a price. I sometimes submerge myself in the bath and shut my eyes enjoying a totally silent and peaceful world of darkness.

[Cathy Wattam]

This is really good. I love the phrase "a cremation of time". Battles are fought, won and lost but something comes from them, whichever side of the fence you are sitting on. Battles leave scars, many a time unseen scars. These are the scars that time will never fully heal. A very thought-provoking piece. Thank you.