violently it is forcing it way
intersecting silence as scissors paper
the tub-thumper and the rebel
which is speaking with scream
it is letting nobody to take of voice
it is only falling into every niche,
the crack and the gap,
it is waking the blissful peace up
omnipresent everywhere, always troublesome,
is heightening our anxiety, opposition,
discouragement, invariably it is making
it difficult for the everyday life
in reserve it always
has grey colours the most
we will rest when the time passes
as everything as with us...
We know effects of the noise everyone. It is a phenomenon which is appearing almost everywhere. We are trying to counteract but effects are smaller than, we would expect. Damages that it is carrying, are sometimes inconceivable. It is a good topic. Good writing. Your of 'touching' of topic are subtle and good. What's more, I like it, probably it can inspire to write to this topic. Greetings :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful poem..u are spectacular and amazing! !