Victor Buhagiar Poet Free verse

Silence In My Soul

I was wrong, terribly wrong.
I carried within me
memories of happenings
and rumours of fresh happenings,
that I soon realised
I'll never find peace until
In some profound eternity,
I can silence my soul.
 
Easier said than done.
For the mind continues delving
into the mysterious story of my life.
Grey clouds overhead
race each other, 
threatening thunder.
What strange chemicals do they hide?
I hear the lovely finches twittering.
Are they near extinction?
A hunter's shot: some uselessly die.
I see fields covered with clover.
Do farmers use strange chemicals
to get a better crop?  Do animals
who feed on the harvest
contaminate their innards,
so that we eat polluted food?
 
So my thoughts rumble on, 
despite the silence all around.
Why can't I have silence in my soul?

FICTION

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Bj Legros Kelley January 3, 2024 at 4:49 PM A great write Victor, and I think maybe not so fictional for many at this point in time. I think these are great questions that demand answers that should have been given prior to our world ever being so contaminated. Very good write my friend.

Beryl Edmonds November 11, 2023 at 3:41 PM A very good fictional write Victor, it’s hard to find silence in the soul when things aren’t going as they once did and the heart isn’t in love with life anymore… Belle

Silent One November 9, 2023 at 5:25 PM Its not easy to silence the cries on ones soul... you have expressed a deeply emotive poem here..

Charles Messina November 8, 2023 at 12:39 AM Fiction or not, very relatable, Victor. Questions that makes us say "What". Great write!

Eve Roper November 7, 2023 at 1:31 PM You ask questions that are never-ending, and it keeps the mind going without rest. As soon as we say enough is enough you think it will stop. Nicely done, my friend ... hugs and blessings

Deb M November 7, 2023 at 1:29 PM A very meaningful write Victor…I hope you find that silence in your soul….Cuddles…Debx

Karen Jones November 7, 2023 at 9:37 AM Thought provoking! Great fiction writing!

Yann Rolland November 7, 2023 at 5:01 AM i love your questionning at the end, this is excellent for imagination, everyone can think about, i seek silence as soon as i can for peace and comfort, take care poet, a good one for reading yann

Anne-Lise Andresen November 7, 2023 at 1:51 AM - Silence is precious, Victor ... lovely and touchingly written :) - hugs

Sally Eslinger November 6, 2023 at 8:31 PM Victor, goodness! This sends me searching for silence in my soul as well! Hugs, comforting hugs! sally. , God bless you!

Michelle Smith November 6, 2023 at 7:50 PM To end on a happy thought: F.I.N.C.H.: Feast/ Image/ Novena/ Chaplet/ Hour (of Divine Mercy!) :D "Mankind will not have peace until it turns with trust to My mercy" ~Sr. Faustina's recording of Jesus' words to her, in "Divine Mercy in my Soul" :) Victor Buhagiar November 7, 2023 at 7:12 AM The three-hour prayer and the Chaplet of the Divine Mercy are my favourite prayers. I also read the diary of St Faustina some time ago.

Michelle Smith November 6, 2023 at 7:49 PM Finches are too little to hunt! :( People are dying in terrible ways all over the world, but a little innocent bird dying can still matter so much to us (and to God, as it says in the Bible). I wrote this poem once after seeing a dead bird: "Poor smooshed little bird!/ Hardly anyone writes poems/ After your song stops. :( " Thank you for being one to write a poem about them too.

Michelle Smith November 6, 2023 at 7:44 PM I have the same problem too. It's hard to just sit and think, even if it's quiet here. There's so much noise-- out there-- even if we can't hear it here (and we even try to hear it, on the news, etc.)... war, death, suffering, even entertainment, etc. etc. All our memories and worries are so loud sometimes. We try to quiet them with other words... t.v., books, hopefully prayer... but they're there, clouding our thoughts, threatening to storm. So many causes need our prayers though, it's worth it to pray even when it's hard to concentrate by worrying about it all...

Kim Rodrigues November 6, 2023 at 3:03 PM In some profound eternity, I can silence my soul…

Andrea Dietrich November 6, 2023 at 1:50 PM This reminds me of a restless spirit wandering about and unable to stop thinking about the injustices done to our planet. Did i get that right? Victor Buhagiar November 6, 2023 at 3:58 PM Yes!

Ink Empress November 6, 2023 at 11:32 AM This may be fiction but i think so many can resonate with your words, as so many tend to feel this way! A very well written poem and i also love the questions, so evocative! And touching! Sometimes mind longs for complete silence and now dwell on past, but like uv said easier said than done! Loved this

Evelyn Judy Buehler November 6, 2023 at 11:24 AM A sad tale of regret, infused with powerful images of a planet struggling with the effects of careless, wasteful actions. Thank you for sharing.

Hilda Greenhough November 6, 2023 at 6:53 AM We live in a new world that changes every year. This comment is moot to today's young people since this is the only world they know. it is a sad state. Thank you for writing about this in your poem.

Joseph P. DiMino November 6, 2023 at 6:47 AM "What strange chemicals do they hide?" Absolutely love this. Very thoughtful, and honest exploration of self and your/our world. People honestly think that God created a world where one must kill to survive, prey on the flesh and vegetation of other life. No loving God would do this -- and He/It is loving beyond human understanding. We do it to ourselves! And this will never change until we change ourselves.

Joseph May November 6, 2023 at 5:53 AM We are exposed to so many toxins in food, water, and air, In these times its hard to find "silence in our souls", Well penned

Sotto Poet November 6, 2023 at 5:30 AM Your poem exudes brilliance and beauty. I find deep resonance within your words, as memories can haunt us, evoking many emotions. These relentless recollections can be both captivating and overwhelming. Your choice of words and vivid imagery within your poem demonstrates a remarkable command of diction and artistic expression. In essence, your poetry is truly exceptional.

Vijay Pandit November 6, 2023 at 5:24 AM Active mind speaks eloquently in this write. A lovely dialogue!

Sara Kendrick November 6, 2023 at 3:17 AM Yes, politically correct in this day and age. We should not dwell on these thoughts, but I would hope that these kinds of thoughts would put some people to action to help change the world for the better. Thanks for sharing this one and for dropping by my page. Sara

Tom Cunningham November 6, 2023 at 2:51 AM Shame we can't delete painful memories from our minds leaving only happy ones. Tom

Unseeking Seeker November 6, 2023 at 12:48 AM Enjoyed your soulful musings, Victor. No sooner we relinquish ownership of thought, we are in a zone of silence, in witness mode.