LIMITLESS

Silence is a sound

I never do hear.

As the thoughts in my head

travel loudly to ear.

Racing and racing

round and around.

The answers i search for

will they ever be found?

How far can i reach?

How low will i go?

My limits i fear

I never will know.

Now to turn this around

in my state of distress

my potential it seems

may be limitless.

Reviews

[STRAND]

I didn’t care for this piece, and for various reasons:

-the diction is beyond bland
-the syntax is askew: “I never do hear” “travel loudly to ear”
-the message is one of commonplace self-absorption

To sweeten the mixture, the author seems to have some real issues regarding punctuation and capitalization (I, I, I, i…)

Regards,

S

[KillerWithWords]

Fantastic. Great Poem.
The lines you use are fantastic. I agree with the motif' , one never does know their limits until one strains themselves to 'the limit'.

[Houston Ellsworth]

i would suggest more concrete details to convey the concept of limitless. But i still enjoyed it :)

[Mary]

i like how you define silence, the absence of sound, as a form of sound itself. It often seems as if that's the case. And our thoughts can be so boisterous they often don't let "silence" get a word in. Regrettable, because it's in the "voice" of silence where the answers searched for lie.I like the rhythm and flow of your poem. and the honesty of the poem.

[M.M.I]

Couldn't silence be summarized as the absence of sound? The rhyme scheme was nice and the introspection is apparent. I feel like you are trying to accomplish something when I read this.