Silence

silence...
By H2O the silent poet 
Lets listen to the tongues of our feelings
and the noise of  slient mouths 
like calm river  in  still motion of .our  dark hearts
let our eyes be bail out of jail
Without  a price  tag
eyes to eyes
we will stare  and 
away in a deep distance
until the wish of our heart spread like pebbles
listen...
call me a  fool of love   stupid
that is the shadow of my being
i am like a strange stream
at the edge of the earth
where noise is forbidden fruit
don't give me your heart
from the chest of another man
i don't have  .......
and let no blood know me
for the eyes of heaven is upon me
like the tongue of flames on apostles
wait...
don't leave me
like the coldness of a river
after the touch of the sun
and don't come close to touch me
you know i will die
your hands will kill me
if it lead me where we can stretch...
and fill a dept with viscous
of white water
from which regrets grow after
silent treatment we live ina forse paradise 

Silence is
the ultimate disguise.
It cloaks the truth
silence is beauty
a gentle absence
that cools
the fevered mind

silence is hope
a quiet place
where thoughts
become dreams

Copyright © Owen Hamalala | Year Posted 2022

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