Lost In Silence Poem by Bonaventure Onuabuchi

Lost In Silence



I've lied pertinently to, and; in earnest.
Spending so much to nurture my fear.
The things virtue forbids; I've done.
There has been much harm to love.
Many times, the hurt obtrudes upon my thought.
And each time, I realise the need to dethrone my deterrent,
I only succeed in talking at lenght.
But virtue wouldn't parallel such truth
Like talking much while saying nothing.

I know I haven't seal my lips.
It's the right words to fill the gap that I fear to unfold.
They are too heavy for my mouth;
That's why I always leave them for my heart to her ears.

It's now silence and noise, and they couldn't concord.
And the silence is louder than the rival,
Creating a pantomine; and odd fruition!
Imagine! Dying in silence, though;
I have been talking much
But, 'I LOVE YOU' hasn't be among those echoes!

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The world of a man who is in love but having not the courage to say it out.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 13 April 2019

Talking at length! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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I appreciate your kind gesture sir, thanks.

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I appreciate your kind gesture sir. Thanks

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