To believe that chest that rose and fell
The shrill shrieks and chuckles
Those candid smiles
Those monologues in gibberish
Now replaced with silence and darkness
No tumbleweed to run across
No cricket noices in queue
The utter silence
Like after a .
A full stop to the world at large
To have been unaware
Of a light that flickered out
Grips me as much as the situation
As someone who only felt it in my teens
I can only imagine how it would have felt
Before even being able to speak
I asked it over myself
I wrote about it in metaphor, here last eve
Here I am again, because I believe
There was a silent voice
That was forcefully silenced
Us with a voice are pained
Deep, unimaginable
Not every sound can be uttered
Not every pain can be held in
There was one who had to take it all
Right until the very very end
This needs to stop.
Not the voice, but the crime.
I wasn't sure if I should use metaphor
As is the norm in me
Yet, this called for reform
And from experience,
It's everyone's duty.
To silence a silent voice
With such an unimaginable cloak
A veil of dreadful darkness
For the sounds and movements of
Breaths and fear
Ended as abruptly
As I end here.
This was an urgent issue and so I scrapped my brown aesthetic post and put this instead... I'll probably drop that later, but yes. This HAS to be addressed.
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ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
The Heart-Mind-Ink Axis
ŞiirPLEASE RESPECT WHAT I WRITE. The ORIGINAL BACKUP for MY writings from @yxuniverz on iG. Dates are in YYYYMMDD format and are according to IST (GMT + 5:30 Hrs) I've been writing poetry for many years and I wasn't the kind to usually show anyone, but...
