The silent ones

An English sonnet Just thoughts... For all martyrs who died for noble causes.

The silent ones        by Sami Khalil

An English sonnet…

 

And with you gone from the city landscapes

Your bare shoulders tide in, tide out the grounds

Dreams that have been stunted from birth their shapes

Hold promises of new spring… on stage, in towns.

 

There is nothing but shards of memories

Thoughts swarming under the merciless heat

Pettish slumber unfolding reveries

Into midnights, sauntering forth off beat.

 

Can we skillfully edit the once past?

The silent ones gone mindfully hapless

Truth is fading to jostling pallors fast

Lest we forget math when lies are matchless.

 

And with you gone into endless sunsets

Your commenced acts prevail enemies’ threats.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

And with you gone into endless sunsets

This whole sonnet dear Sami, speaks to me of endings. Death. It could be of lovers but for me the eloquent lines bring forth pictures of the futility of warfare. The destruction, the pain and the numbers left in its wake. All the broken dreams of broken bodies and the mourners left grieving. It is a heartbreaker. Damage done in minutes can take a lifetime to heal. Maybe never.

Chris

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! So true and well articulated. You have summed it up marvelously. Thank you kindly dear poet and friend for this great review and sharing.
God bless!.

[Chris Shaw]

You are very welcome Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

Gracie millee Chris!