Chiquitachiamaka Baity Poet I do not know?

Silence Is Sound

Dread and doubt has enslaved me
                          Calamity and tragedy has absconded my peace
                              Trepidation and fright has held me captive
                       Ill repute and indignity now hold my heart for ransom
                         Humiliation and degradation have stolen my youth
                     Fraudulence and treachery have tarnished my truth
                        Malevolence and malice have manifested all around
                          Silence and stillness are now a dreaded sound

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Don Johnson July 29, 2011 at 1:40 AM some bugger stole me sometimes youth, and cantered off without the proof, and i'm not for philandering, just for countermanding, great poem babe, Don

Charles Melody Lightning Ink July 28, 2011 at 2:51 PM wow, first of all, i sat and pondered... OK, you know, solitude is the magnitude and the institute in which great attitudes reach their altitude... really, silence is vocal... it is a sound.

Carol Sunshine Brown July 27, 2011 at 8:47 AM May your inspiration be long lived and your life be filled with many wonderful years of writing and of sharing your excellent poetry. I enjoyed reading your poetry this morning Chiquita. Love, Carol