Crowded room
Noisy chatter
Voices screaming
to be heard,
Tightly bound
Circles of amity
Lacking a cinch in armour
Fumbling hands
Mindless scrawls on paper
Shy whispers
gone unheard, it
didn't matter
No sound reached ears
In a room
Full of noisy chatter.
When The Heart Whispers
By tanxsha
The poems reflect evergreen and intense emotions while others are as light and weightless as feathers. It's l... More