Screaming silence

The world Whispering, silently 
To the girl on the cliff
her legs rocking back and forth 
Humming, ever so quietly 

You see her eyes...
Through the veil of her hair
her tears seep through 
The cracks in her guise
she continues to scream

She sits on the ledge
dangling her legs over the side 
Gradually bathing in the past
Flowing over the edge
And over again

she screams silently 
At the world 
That teems with noise 
Reluctantly

Calling for guidance
Just a faint hum haunts the air 
Among violent vibrations 
And silence

her voice grows numb 
As nights go by and days grow dim
stars are struck dumb
her veins contact and slim 

she continues to scream 
Hoping, one day 
Someone will hear
her quiet little cry 
Out of the shadows
And the dark 

Too scared, to trust 
Of being misunderstood 
Too scared to stop screaming.
too scared of the past  

she tries to breathe,
And she counts to ten 
her body falls 
Lament 

Hear the worlds whisper
From that girl on the cliff 
As the world Begins to move and shake
Feel the hum 
Once again.....

Author's Note

let me know what you think =)

Reviews

[ms. barrie]

This is an extremely eloquent, poignant poem you have here. the fluidity, rhyme, with the vivid imagery you depicted in this piece, is so beautifully captivating. Very touching, the beauty of your words...lingers in your heart, haunting it. wonderful write, Dear Poet :)

[Faffy]

thank you ever so much barrie =)

[ms. barrie]

you're very welcome, R :) - keeping on writing! xoxox

[Terra]

This poem was amazing! It feels so real (and strikes close to home-best friend-). This is defiantly one of my favorite poems now!

[Melody Telleria]

A lot of haunting feeling to this, very lovely and the words are all chosen well and placed in perfectly. I enjoy writing that surrounds me with eerieness and your piece has given me that pleasure.

[KAOlmsted]

I think it is really quite something. Beautifully written. Thank you so much for sharing this with us.

[AleyshaRosa]

Chilling. Excruciatingly chilling.
It's eery and haunting and left my mouth dry. I actually like your lack of a rhyme scheme. Instead, you separated the verses to make certain words hit harder.

That teems with noise
Reluctantly

Fantastic and brilliant.
Koodoos, Roshan. Koodoos.

[LouisianaBird]

This is a great write. The image was so easy to see and the emotion was even easier to feel! This is one of the more gripping poems I've read today. Very nicely done! I enjoyed! :D

[Frieda P]

I don't know what you edited, it was sheer perfection already....

[Faffy]

i just added a line that didn't come through "and over again"

[Writer *78*]

"She tries to breathe,
And she counts to ten
her body falls
Lament"

This stanza sounded alot like the poem Eight o Clock by A.E. Housman:
He stood, and heard the steeple
Sprinkle the quarters on the morning town.
One, two, three, four, to market-place and people
It tossed them down.

Strapped, noosed, nighing his hour,
He stood and counted them and cursed his luck;
And then the clock collected in the tower
Its strength, and struck.

Well the last stanza of the poem but I think its a nice compare between the two. Great work.

~Writer *78*

[That_Girl]

Goddammit Roshan! You're 16 and better than me... by far. That isn't fair. ;p

This is.... amazing to say the least. Fluid, soft, deep, haunting, thrilling, spectacular... love it! Going into favorites.

Sorry I'm so behind! D:

[Mia]

Story poetry…it always fascinates me. Very cool…lots of people have said haunting and I agree. Which is good …people will remember it that way. Not surprised…I’ve come to expect awesome writing from you.

[PP]

You know I kind of have an affair with a cliff!!! Love this one, so silent but incredibly loud. Thank you legend for this one:)