For me there is no sound

  For me, there is no sound. Your tender voice bounces off Vacant walls of crumbling plaster. Silence is an empty canvas where The paint of your voice never sticks. Your eyes tell me Things I really need to know. The soul’s windows; Reflections of life and love, Despair and Delight, Weaving the threads of … Continue reading For me there is no sound



Silence surrounds As her soul weeps in fear. Lost to dispair as she stares at the ground Fresh earth entombing one she held dear. As twilight fades and darkness comes The nighttime symphony softly sings As her solitude enshrouds and her heartbeat thrums, Such a forsaken figure, the end of hope death brings. So Quiet. … Continue reading Alone