Filling The Void Of Silence
There is a void
I try to fill
Call me simple
But when there
Is silence
I can't help myself
I start talking
It may just be
A nervous habit.
But I can talk and talk
I hope it is not
Too annoying
Or awkward
More than the impetus
Which was the silence.
An awkward silence
Filled with nonsense
Pardon me in advance.
I hope you understand
Don't expect me to be profound
But it could happen
As thoughts fly
As do words
And I could just
Spout philosophy
If the mood demands.
Demand may be
Too harsh a term
It is just going
With an idea.
It is not hostage taking.
Perhaps one should take note
If words fail me
That is when they
Should worry.
For that would mean
I am bereft
Quick someone
Jump in!
Throw in your two cents!
I will be glad to share
The task of void filling.
Well expressed thoughts and feelings elegantly brought forth in persuasive diction with conviction. Thanks for sharing, Melody.
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Quick someone Jump in! Throw in your two cents! I will be glad to share The task of void filling. beautiful poem.. come let a coin fall kling klang void filling. nice poem. tony very creative are u dear poetess.