Jacqueline C Nash

Bronze Star - 2,061 Points (21.09.1951 / Chase Side, Enfield, England, UK)

The Silent Scream - Poem by Jacqueline C Nash

No-one would know what’s going on inside,
outside is so calm and serene,
but beneath the skin my interior is shaking,
my heart is continually palpitating,
and in my head I silently scream.

I’m asked to do this and asked to do that,
to say no would seem so mean,
So I say yes with a smile as I bite my tongue,
hiding my feelings from everyone
but in my head I silently scream.

Phone rings when in the middle of a task
but answer polite to the extreme.
All I really want is for them to go away
but I listen to what they have to say
while in my head I silently scream.

Too many things that have to be done
and I’m running out of steam,
but the jobs they have to be completed,
with energy low, almost depleted,
in my head I silently scream.

When next you see me looking relaxed,
things may not be as they seem,
for underneath this cool exterior my friend
how would you possibly comprehend
that in my head I silently scream.

Topic(s) of this poem: frustration


Comments about The Silent Scream by Jacqueline C Nash

  • Jazib Kamalvi (9/5/2017 8:30:00 AM)

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    A nice poetic imagination, Jacqueline. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks Already Reported Reply

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  • Anil Kumar Panda (9/12/2015 12:06:00 PM)


    This is what we go through in some points in life. You have expressed it beautifully.Loved it. (Report) Reply

    Jacqueline Nash Jacqueline Nash (9/12/2015 12:12:00 PM)

    Thank you so much for your comments and very happy that you like it :)

  • Kelly Kurt (9/11/2015 10:52:00 AM)


    The exterior is quite often a carefully chosen mask, displayed to the world, covering, hiding, disguising, the inner truth (Report) Reply

    Jacqueline Nash Jacqueline Nash (9/11/2015 4:39:00 PM)

    Thank you for your comment Kelly. At the time of writing this poem there was a lot going on and I felt as though I was being pulled in all directions with no control over my life. Still a lot going on but beginning to deal with it a bit better. :)

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 11, 2015



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