The echoes of silence ring through the halls
Reverberating back and forth from the walls
At times the sound of silence is penetrating
Intense decibels start eardrums disintegrating
Intense waves of silence washing back and forth
Screams of silence insuring turmoil henceforth
A massive weight this killing lack of sound
Bouncing between the ears round and round
Until a bullet ventilates the top of the head
Loosing the silence and then you are dead
After the cessation of extreme violence
At the end you are left with - silence
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the way you poems again in silence. Personally I like silence.