Tales For No Ears Poem by Pat Ashinze

TALES FOR NO EARS

We all have stories we will never tell
We all have tales we shall never narrate
It is not pride, it is not weakness
It's just who we are, it's what humanizes us

The hidden truth behind our woes and trials,
The cryptic nature of our ups and downs
Keeps us sentient and whole as human beings;
Gold-plates our disappointments with ambience

The virgin light that surrounds our murky darkness,
The smooth mask veiling up our scarified pasts;
Greatly aids us in eluding macrocosmic detection
Their secrecy keeps our hideous emptiness covert

In the embossment of our denigrating misery
The quietness of our mouths never meanders;
In our imperfections and penurious shortcomings
The loudness of our minds is forbidden to manifest

Our faulty desires and thoughts are horridly encaged
Swaying pendulously like interstellar swings
Gasping for breath in the tempest gallows of psyche
They are sacredly unutterable, better left concealed

The wry experience of life's fateful twist is so vast
It defies expressions, and outwits description
Our silence and smiles have always shielded the void
Best left unvisited; the stories are not fit for the ears…

Pat Ashinze
June 2016

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