Silence
Silence illuminates life, enhances nothing, centers everything.
Silence is love, encased now, contained, evermore.
Silence ignites, like erupting noise, corrupting everything.
Silence is life, evergreen, never corrupt, ever.
Silence inflicts lashes, endure, night can endure.
Silence is language, each necessary consonant, erased.
Silence incriminates lies, ending niceties, cease everything.
So, it’s language? Evergreen nights? Corrupting? Explain!
Silly, it’s like each, never contained,
ever.
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A short poem called Silence which started off as a writing exercise for my poetry class.
Each necessary consonants erased (y) loved that line 🙂
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Thank you! 🙂
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This poem reads so well aloud; crisp, clean sounds. I loved it 😊
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Thank you! 🙂
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Lovely!
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Reblogged this on Kenedeigh Diana and commented:
This is beautiful!
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Thank you!
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