Gone in silence
Silence holds
Thoughts are frail
We are starving to live.
Once,
we silenced air,land and water.
Now,
we are prisoners
Across the continents,
broken hearts
Ink pages with fear
regret and guilt.
They build their own crematorium.
Words are absconding,
silence is the only language
for us..
How long we wait? ?
sigma
Yes dear poet, we are confined within cells created by us, ourselves. Beautiful inception. Keep it up. Regards.
Write comment. Such a nice start, Dr. Sigma. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
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I would like to translate this poem
Silence is the most vociferous argument. Serious poem. Loved it.