Silence

spilleronsheet

Behind the cold stares 

the crooked face 

and the cold hearted greet 

the ignoring ears 

and the weary face 

could you ever understand ?

what played in her ears….

what played in her mind 

 

to your satires 

how she survived ?

the years of failures 

what it meant to be alive..

 

resorted to face of silence…

that silence which meant graver than fiercest storms…

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  • Vamsi Sudha

    Dear Spiller !!

    That's heart wrenching !!

    "resorted to face of silence…
    that silence which meant graver than fiercest storms…"

    Extremely powerful lines !!
    Very well written !!

    • spilleronsheet

      Thanks dear Vamsi
      Intense emotions arise when one stands on cliffs

      • Vamsi Sudha

        Dear Spiller,
        At the Cliff, Take this as a chance to see the bigger picture. !! Best of Luck !!

      • L. B. Mek

        when we submit:
        and quietude, becomes a bane
        in our lives
        than a sheltering harbour of solace..
        oft
        our face of demise, hints little
        of the lifetime's we invested
        in fighting, to find our corner
        of sunshine kindness
        in the face of life's unending
        typhoon's of strife..
        before, this hollow Silence
        you're witnessing in the now
        of the defeated, listless
        they too, strived, hoped and coloured
        the airwaves, bright
        with their thirst for life..
        before, the before
        of a poet's words of empathetic mercy
        exude her worth
        in-spite of her, state
        of self-loathing
        lifeless, stealth...
        (dear Poet
        when my defeat, comes
        remember me, kindly
        in your sincerity of ink
        and like her, even wrapped
        within finite silence
        I shall rest easy...)
        Brilliant!!!

        • spilleronsheet

          A deep imbibed ink touched me
          In my solitude nothing could please
          But this poetic reply
          Handed over the whisk of hope
          Thank you so much dear Mek for providing such a beautiful reply and advice
          A ray of sunshine as I opened the window of wound of mine

        • Rocky Lagou

          I totally felt the emotion in this one. It's a strange feeling isn't it? The "cold stares" and "crooked faces." You expressed this well and those final lines were really intense. The silence. ✨👍

          • spilleronsheet

            Lately felt those emotions quite hooked
            But maybe in your darkest days
            It acts as litmus test
            To separate those who love you sincerely
            To those who were always fake
            Glad you liked my write dear Rocky

          • theneophiles_words

            Wonderful work! Use of words as clever as ever! But that last sentence explains it all.

            • spilleronsheet

              Thanks dear bubblehead
              In midst of emotions
              In turmoils of stress
              Words of true feels coins the air
              And we end up delivering some hard core facts



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