Silence. Poem by Monkals Kalu

Silence.



Looks quiet, yet so loud.
When she speaks, her words
Are few, and like a midnight
Whisper, only a few get the message.

Silence, the secret keeper;
She knows both truth and lies.
She listens to the truth, but creases,
When the terrible odor of lies fills the air.

I am Silence, and I hear.
I heard the hysteria, yes, I did!
I heard the mockery, even the
Backbitings, but none made me speak.

Silence speaks
When you're done;
Laughs to every joke,
Even the dry ones tickle.
Silence is always loud and clear.

Saturday, May 23, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: patience
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