The Sound of Silence

The music fills my ears and soul,

whilst my heart cracks, leaving yet another hole;

isn’t this same old story getting old?

Does your soul too feel the same familiar cold?

each note pulling a different string,

each string, playing with no control,

waves of blue pass through my head, 

my eyes are blurred,

my body weak.

each chord i play, every song I hear,

i am taken deeper into the dimensions of my mind, i disappear.

No, I am not weak.

I am strong.

What I have been through no one knows and if you’d guess, you’d be wrong.

My history’s long,

the longest song,

the quietist song.

It’s silence.

Silence: the world’s worst song,

yet we all sing along.

It’s incomprehensible yet it makes perfect sense.

We all have our issues,

and we all have our fence,

and to our expense,

the fence is gone when the song plays.

The song of silence, the one we hate.

But let it play,

let us face ourselves.

How else will we make it.

how else we dispel.

We must collapse to our bedroom floors in tears,

so that in the future--

in many years,

we will stand tall in a room by ourselves,

we will not shed one tear,

no not at all.

We will stand there in the quiet,

we will contemplate and think.

but not one moment of that time will be spent bent over the kitchen sink.

In the end we shall smile,

knowing we made it another year,

82 years old, 

but finally just as happy as I appear.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Inject Positivity]

This is a very uplifting write... The ending gives me vision of hope for future, because your words carry a deeper meaning... There is a wise concept that made the whole story of the poem and your title is very appropriate... This is a very thoughtful write... Well done frnd...

Sincerely
Dhiman

[R.E.K.]

Beautiful Job! I really felt the emotion!

[Beula]

Filled with emotion,lifted through experience ended in hope,piece and calmness.
Thank you for your deep thoughts.

Regards B