Silen+ Poe+ Poem by Rickon Chewe

The words that Pen through his ink can never truly be read,
He is the mystery in this mysterious world unresolved
The Echo unheard, the speech anchored down his speaking throat but spoken unsaid,
He is that elevated feeling keeping him down
The poets Poem, Unread.

Even though her tears have filled in her river she remains an ocean of emptiness
She’s traveled to the Ends of the world but her journey of pain is endless
Only she knows the peace that Piece from War
She hears the silence that loudly Ring in the rings of violence.
The discoveries she has discovered will never be found.
Like the wind, she blows through and you pass it by
Like a song, beautiful noted
But in the rhythm of time she will never be sung.

Her bravery in the battle for life never to be captured in ink
Phoenix smile in the ashes of the burning frown never to be seen arise,
That Figure, Dieting for the perfection
Of the world’s view, in gazed marvel to never be framed.
A Moment worth a memory but never to be remembered.

The world will never feel the scars that hurt like wounds
None will ever see the Heights that Melancholy wings have put him down to,
Nobody will ever fit his shoes that his feet have been through.
A Fossil, Fossilized with Greatness worth the excavation but never to be dug
A Feeling worth the feel but never to be felt.

Like a Shadow I go unseen
A Stone dropped in the ocean
Whose Ripple is never seen in Effect
My Words Screaming in Silence
As I go Deep into the night like the
Moon,
Silent.

Fading into the shades of the unknown
They go. These are stories of the untold
In flow.

NOTE: for every individual going through a battle that the world knows not about.
I speak for you, I know your struggle. Its not easy so I will shout for your silence when you silent.