silent screams #3

* part 3

 

 

 

How can I shut the silent screams of my mind?

 

It stings my heart when my mind shouts its frustrations

He says the world is a crazy place

I say, I just needed to find the right kind of pace for my taste

To run my own race.

 

I can’t stop myself from running away

I can’t even find a place for me to stay

Like they say:

“There is no such thing as permanent”

Yet my core yearns for that everlasting moment.

 

The shouts blast me in many, many lives I see,

Deep within these walls my mind could foresee.

Nothing more but a fantasy.

 

I just wish you could see

How my mind screams its plea.

 

Author's Note

credits to the photo used to:
secrets we keep by manuelestheim


a series of the heart & Mind:
1. ) Heavy Hear #1
2. ) Vast Space #2
3. ) Silent Scream #3
4. ) ~ Land of Poets ~

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Your mind may scream but your soul is such a gentle permanence. I wish you could hear what many of us feel and see when we read your words...decipher your thoughts. With your words and the images you place along with them, I am able to stand upon the edge without fear of falling deep into the abyss. Even, in some instances diving into the dark with adoration for such a great ambassador as yourself to guide me through without a mark.I am then able to return to my own light being able to understand the plight of my fellow man and brother better than ever before ...so, thank you wise and gentle being! My wish for you in this season is peace, joy, and a thousand HUGS!

[Pax]

If I am a phoenix, I would die every day, just to be renewed the next day. Yet I don’t want that, there is a chance I’ll lost the precious memories and friends I cherish who have help me to be much of a better person than I was. My mom was my great lost in the past, I was a teenager back then. I lost her greatly, and gain something… and that is: to be more independent and how to be responsible. Because, I was a little brat in the early age and a very dependent and lazy, lazy teenager before. It’s true that when you lose something you’ll gain something else. Because when she died I realized many things, that I need to be strong for my father because my sisters are already married and very far away(because they’re in Holland), that I need to take care of his health too and us both. So I guess I gain maturity on my late teens, just the right time to focus more on being practical that I didn’t mind what really I want. But that’s ok, I don’t regret any of that, for I believed there are reasons why this path was chosen for me, or was chosen by me. I just hate the uncertainties and fears I have in my life right now, that it screams loudly in my mind. sigh… Thank you for listening my friend. Hugs!

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Oh, thank you for sharing and my ear is always open!I have lost alot of my family and so I know of this pain and this responsibility. blessings to you....

[Wórdsmíth]

Yea .. this #3 series is very nice and the imagery`s outstanding with your equivalent words. I like the concept and the theme you created with your mind. Beautiful poem ;)

[BlackRose]

Looove this too of course. FAB with the awesome way to end it all with this clever last line. If only those could hear. They could listen and we hope they fix the damage and stop the running of the nonsense noise. :o/

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

Truly remarkable piece, your style in writing still embedded in this piece. Love it!

[Pax]

thank you Marc... its really nice to see you around.. :)

[A. Amos]

You invite your readers deep into your mind, what kind of fight is going on between you and your mind. The expression of feelings you define is dark yet very powerful. I congrats you my friend for job very well done.

[Pax]

thank you so much my friend.

[A. Amos]

You're most welcome

[Chris Orza]

I like how you use the opening question to set up the rest of the poem. Cool rhyme scheme. Also, the image paired up with it is perfect. Great job.

[Pax]

Thank you again Chris...

[stars are far]

I can totally relate to this .. i feel that my soul cries and shouts so loud,but my face still laugh ,i might be laughing from sorrow ,but yes i do still want to shut the srceams of my mind..that was amazing Pax :)

[Pax]

I am still uncertain how to shut them up, but one thing i do is release them through words... words of creativity crafted into poetry. Its amazing you can relate to it my friend.... thank you so much :)

[stars are far]

I do the same too.. hehe cant believe how I can write so easily,even my desk in class is full of my words ..i cant sleep while there is an unwirtten thought :)...

[Pax]

i can relate to that, in class if i don't write i express them in doodles...but then again my doodles were worst so i better write.. :D

[stars are far]

hehehehe...yeah thats better :) and writting have soul ,words have soul

[Pax]

they do, before i thought they are just words, words on paper - no depth, no meaning, but now i see otherwise... it is a piece of our soul...

[Lovely Pattie]

“There is no such thing as permanent”
Yet my core yearns for that everlasting moment.

I understand the words in my interpretation between the lines of the words. Great work.

[writ rajat]

wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! what a outstanding thing you bring out from your past of your life As I read in your biography that you write about your life I fully understand your life by this piece of poem and I want to become your friend

[Pax]

you are amazing, thank you... sure I'll be glad to be your friend...

[Pax]

Silent screams, are often the loudest screams ever.... it's like a "white noise" of the television, that blurs infront of your eyes, on a late night, when you finished watching TV. If you stare long enough at it, you will see signs things, and hear even things, how weird that may sound.

The ears, of a human being are like this, they have internal "noise". like a sea shell... (once put to your ear).

You're such a receiving soul brother, a sensitive receiving precious soul, who just feels all, attaches all, and has a hard time to bring it in words, but then he paints, and then he writes, on moments when it comes through... and he should do it forever. Because, when you do, there is a revelation.....
Another brilliant piece little bro, fantastically written.

- Big Sis Eli xx

[Pax]

oh, its so noisy as they are stingy... handling them takes great courage and strong will to windstand the onslaught of flooding thoughts... and putting them into words brings quite a relief one way or another... Thanks so much big sis...

You are so right, and so welcome dear bro..... cheers with tea this morning love! x

[Pax]

we should love our early morning tea... cheers to both...

Hahaha so nice!!! I'm a tea lover, I would have tea even on my grave lol...... "peole could write then on the stone" Top off the tea... it lubricates the grey matter. LOL, but then, I'm gray and dead anyway ha! xx

[Pax]

haha, we are in gray period but we are not dead, pretend dead perhaps :D... hehe

Hahahahahhahhaa ;)

[Not Your Typical New Yo..]

Sweet, dark, but yet truthful poem

[Pax]

hey my friend, its really nice to see you, thank you for this warm review and hope your doing well...