royness ( ' ' )

Rookie (04/12/86 / essex, england / carmathen, wales)


Poem by royness ( ' ' )

I wish that all was written down
so I shouldn’t have to speak.
My voice, it taints, makes words impure -
they cannot breathe up here,
they choke my throat like cancer meat,
fall dead, upon the air.

Too long my words have been ignored,
I shall be mute from spite.
‘Til granted voice to shake the earth
I shall not speak aloud -
my pen will make a silent sword
and strike without a sound.

I’ll walk as one whom without tongue
does press his words to page.
My silence, kingly as a crown,
a’stud with muted gems -
these words are far too strong for sound
my pen will tame them.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 12, 2007

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 24, 2011