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andTilly Nov 2020
I silenced myself
myself and others
lovers to brothers
I made them deaf

I silenced my voice
and voices of mothers
my sisters’ covens and covers
of the never ending choice

I stepped in silence
to not have to answer
what and why and why her
and what happened to my lens

Silence for my eyes
that need not to see it all
silence to my ears dull
and my mouth full of honest lies

I want and will be silent
to those who do not wait
to those who wait I may
whisper part-truths of repent

Where’s the reason for my silent
(do not) ask, I do not know
under pressure, I bend and bow
guilt of hope lost makes me violent

Wounds I don’t see, silent there
I wish to draw, thousand lines
smelling iron, liquor and pines
caring enough not to care

Silence, voices, winds and hums
so loud that I cannot breathe
deafening so that I flee
feeling my fleet running past

A last drumroll, silence dear
to be honored, to get big
I’ll switch gears, clothes, wear a wig
tongue on the floor, silent fear

Silently dripping, drooling red
silence clicking, rhythm lost
for the silence, hidden costs
here I’ll sit down, sound is dead
©2020 andtilly.com
Yusof Asnan Aug 2018
Her eyes speak of
sorrow which no
words could
describe,
Her lips pursed
trying to keep
her mind from
speaking.
Constantly
thinking just
when she should
say enough.
But she kept
holding on,
Surviving another
moment.

-HIY
Lunar Mar 2014
howling at the moon,
in the deep cold of the night.
the lone wolf lurks around,
expressing its only fright.

it cries out for company,
but all he gets
is the wind.

blood runs cold,
fur collects frost,
a hush falls onto his lips

this is the lone wolf's silencing,
and silence he shall keep.

— The End —