The Neighbors Might Hear

Be quiet, love, or the neighbors might hear

You sobbing into rumpled sheets.

Those tear stained fabrics and ragged clothes

Have folded in your sanity.

 

Be silent, hon, or the neighbors might hear

You crying out when you’re asleep.

Those disturbed pillows and unkempt hair

Have cushioned you from blank defeat.

 

Pipe down, my dear, or the neighbors might hear

The moans that come from troubled minds.

You toss and turn on beds that creak

And lie around the questioning eyes.

 

Hush hush, baby, or the neighbors might hear

The groans that echo empty sighs.

You resonate those haunting calls

And heavily whisper your goodbyes.

Reviews

[Bailey C. Writing]

That was eerie, I liked the eerie feel of it. You have a way with your writing, a way with your words...it was beautiful in that creepy, cool way. :) Good job

[StarSandwich]

Heheee, I liked it xD

[unknown]

Great piece :)

[The fallen of innocence]

good job, i loved it ^^

[TheMizFit]

Great write! Your poems always amaze me :)

[Poetic Beauty]

This reminds me of a time when people hid away people who were mentally ill. they didn't want others to know so they locked them away. I could be way off base on this, but to me this is the picture that is painted with these words.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Very cool indeed.

[Ruth]

So intense! What the neighbours hear...well....not all the good parts.....this makes me think you know! That is the beauty of art, thought provoking piece! What we think only walls hear.....do not! Excellent work!
xx

[Lily Mae]

Intense and deep write...well done..xx