Whisper Poem by Dechen Doma Sherpa
Whisper
I stutter and can not remember my name.
Its been long since I heard my coarse voice.
My soul dreads the echo of my heart,
Its rhythemic thumping makes sure I remain deaf.
I try to speak but words betray me,
'I am Fine' is all I can whisper to queries.
I hide behind books and music
Polite conversations rips my soul apart.
I smile to avoid, I nod to reassure, I breath to exist and write to confess.
Walking on eggshells I ignore this loathing silence.
Deaf and mute I wander in this maze of daunting dominos.
If I am gone before the next dawn you witness, I shall leave a whisper behind, listen to me and answer me, a whisper is all I beg.
Amazing whispers are are shared here. Polite conversations rips my soul apart. Stressed mind does not easily accept joy and ignores loathing silence. Depression is brilliantly expressed in this poem. This is amazing.10
If I am gone before the next dawn you witness, I shall leave a whisper behind, listen to me and answer me, a whisper is all I beg. A beautiful write by the poet, whisper heard from within. Thanks for sharing such a nicely crafted poem.
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4/16/2024 12:56:56 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A poignant indeed...replete with deep emotions...a very beautiful write, Dechen... you can also visit my Shattered. thank you...a huge 10 Cheryl