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Golden Silence?

They say silence is golden

I say it is barbed wire

It is a dagger in my heart

That pierces deeper than skin

It kills me slowly, stabbing the goddess within

It razors my heart in two

And leaves me longing for word of you.

They say no news is good

I say

It stuns me to submission

Unable to walk or talk.

I freely make admission.

They say absence makes the heart grow fond!

I say a void unfilled now grows within

A black hole in my soul

Where once we formed a bond.

No word, no call ~  no reason.

No farewell my lovely.

No sorry for your heartache.

Just empty silence passes time.

When darkness fills your lonely room

will you reach to call my number

to help lift your gloom?

And will I be there waiting to hear the voice I love?

Or will this heart so broken

Ignore the cooing of my dove?

They say silence IS golden, but barbed wire it shall be

That slices me to emptiness

And keeps your love from me

September 2005

◄ Masood

HE STANDS ALONE ►

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Francine

Thu 27th May 2010 02:45

We can all relate to your words in some respect Rosemary, because nobody wants to be ignored or feel the indifference of another they have loved.

Powerful lines:

'It kills me slowly, stabbing the goddess within
It razors my heart in two
And leaves me longing for word of you.'

'a void unfilled now grows within
A black hole in my soul'

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Tue 25th May 2010 11:29

thank you all for your comments and for taking the time with my poem. Although it reads like a 'lover's' poem, it was in fact written with my soldier son in mind who left me 22years ago at age 16 to 'join up' and the army turned him from my loving thoughtful son and friend into a man who hides his emotions well (suppose a trained special soldier has to) However, I think of him all the time and long to hear from him and once in every while the phone does bring him to me inbetween him living his own life. Please dont misunderstand I am not a bitter clinging mother ~ just a mum who misses the son who was also her best friend xxx

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Dave Bradley

Tue 25th May 2010 07:54

Other commenters have said it all, so you may not get too many more comments, but I'm sure this will resonate with many. Well written.

<Deleted User> (7129)

Mon 24th May 2010 21:40

thank you all xxx

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Ann Foxglove

Mon 24th May 2010 19:02

I find this such a sad brave poem Rosemary. But your inner Goddess is so strong! I see you wrote this in 2005 - you are still here writing poetry which is both great and true. Good for you! Much love AF xx

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Isobel

Mon 24th May 2010 18:38

Yes - I like this one. Sometimes it isn't a question of a dagger in the heart - just a little hurt. Sometimes it isn't a question of life and death issues - just common courtesy...this strikes a chord for me.

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Mon 24th May 2010 17:21

I fankoo xxx

Rachel Bond

Mon 24th May 2010 17:11

i love this poem. it echoes my feelings entirely on the subject of all this supposed beauty in silence and these platitudes that really just fail to acknowledge a persons suffering and attempt to make it right with trite observations. and we know all too well when a person doent speak to you its becuse they just dont want to and will use any cleverness to excuse that to avoid responsiblity for their non-action.
you have put it beautifully x

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