Silence

Okay guys, poem time again! As always I want to hear from you all, tell me what you think even if you hate it. The job of a writer is to make the reader think, so even if you think “wow, I hate this” then I’ve accomplished my goal of making you think and feel something! So this poem I’ve been thinking of calling Silence, hence the title of this post. However, if you have any title suggestions I am always willing to consider changing titles (I’m the worst at titles). Okay, here goes nothing and everything.

Silence

Your words don’t worry me

What keeps me up at night

Is the silence between each phrase

That tumbles out of your waterfall mouth

And cascades into my waiting ears

Your screams urge me to respond

I answer you with my heart

Hanging off my sleeve

With my soul peering out of my sea foam eyes

And moths pervading my insides

I’ve never ignored you

But I could never communicate

The way you can

The sounds I’d make couldn’t compare

To the symphonies that you speak

That’s why the silence you make petrifies me

I’ve never heard music more awing

Than your sweet song

Never stop singing

My world would fall

Too quiet to bear

I would tell all this to you

If only I could find my voice

If only we could make harmony

That people would walk miles to hear

I wish I could give all that to you

Instead I offer a hand

Take a bow

You’ve left me speechless and while

There’s no way I could

Stand with you

In the burning light

I will always stand

Beneath you in the still dark

If nothing else

You will always have

A standing ovation of one

-AcuteAnimosity