The Sounds Of Silence Poem by Arti Chopra

Do you not hear the sounds of the silence
In the emptiness of my heart
The veil of sadness that dulls my eyes
Or the grief that that tears me apart

They say one remembers
Not the words said
But how someone made them feel
The feelings come back to haunt you
Like a movie played reel by reel

Again and again
The barbs that hurt
Clothed in self serving pride
Again and again
The desire to hurt
Reopen the wounds that died

Do you feel the guilt that comes
Of hurting me with your tongue
Do you not hear the sadness song
My weary lips have sung

How I long for a healing hand
ApplyingThe soothing balm of love
A healing wind that blows through
Or a soothing shower from above

Stumbling I rise and continue to walk
On the thorny path of life
Make my way carefully
Round thorny bushes of strife

And then a loving spirit
Took my hand and guided me
Gently and well
I knew I was never alone
He would hold me if I fell