Apostrophe S ('s) Poem by Onon Sarker

Silence
Serenity

It's S's to belong
Possess to get along
Inside in your heart
Agonising all reclused dirt.
All caricatures in your mind
Inscribed as your right.
Pass them through
Pass them through silence.
To restrain your harmony
Balanced and valued irony.

To feat, your beat
In an evenly meet.
To fuel and flaunt
Every exquisite thought
Sometimes it's better
Making a silence's riot.

You know it's a way long
To get these S's, to belong.