Silent One Poet Rhyme

Terms and Conditions

In a social society,
where I'm not a priority.
I'm sick and tired of being strong,
when they only see me as wrong

I never read the terms and conditions,
so I'm mute, like forgotten musicians.
Misplaced in a place I do not belong
I have no desire for a final song.

Maybe its a sign of age,
or the suppression of rage,
that this bubble is bursting.
No one knows how it's hurting

You can't see it through my face,
burdens of each brick they place,
results in emotions stumbling,
as foundations start crumbling.

I never read the terms and conditions,
so I'm mute, like forgotten musicians.
Misplaced in a place I do not belong
I have no desire for a final song.

When rain plunders like balls of steel,
it increases the pain I feel.
I search for the sun's reflection,
but dark skies show no affection.

The flame that once kept me alive,
has now lost the will to survive.
Without devotion, spirit dies,
as soul sings a medley of sighs.

I never read the terms and conditions,
so I'm mute, like forgotten musicians.
Misplaced in a place I do not belong
I have no desire for a final song.

Silent One
22 December 2019

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Timothy Hicks May 12, 2020 at 1:20 PM Sounds like a cry for help. We certainly don't come into this world with instruction manuals (and there's too much going on to read the fine print) ... but we make the most of it with what we're given. Make your own terms. Make your own conditions. That's the way to rise above. Liked your deep musings here. Silent One May 12, 2020 at 1:24 PM I need to send you the video i made for this... It's hard growing up in a place you do feel you belong.

Khashayar Salehi March 1, 2020 at 3:14 PM Great one. Bravo!

Cecilia Macfarlane February 26, 2020 at 11:11 PM Excellent write Silent One, love to hear this set to music. Hugs

Eliza Cannon January 12, 2020 at 2:24 PM Absolutely beautiful! Silent One January 12, 2020 at 2:31 PM Thank you..

Pratap Roy January 5, 2020 at 4:28 AM Very well written. Liked it. God bless you.

Ann Foster January 2, 2020 at 9:34 PM This was haunting... and made me want to lock the door ... Solemn... I love when you do that lyric thing... well written as always... :))) Ann

Indiana Shaw December 24, 2019 at 1:34 PM Resonates with me Silent One, I would love to see this placed to music, then a video, I can hear and see it already in my mind, I look forward to that . . . : ) Silent One December 24, 2019 at 1:59 PM Why is that? Lol

Eve Roper December 24, 2019 at 12:00 PM I too never read the terms and conditions so, I am like a blind person to a new world. Thank you , you have been a very good friend and an inspiration with your beautiful poetry Hugs my characters are xas .. it is only missing the M for xmas Silent One December 24, 2019 at 1:59 PM What a coincidence... Thank you Eve

Freddie Robinson Jr. December 23, 2019 at 4:09 PM Another superb, insightful poem, SO!! Memorable verses and refrain ... The flame that once kept me alive, has now lost the will to survive. Without devotion, spirit dies, as soul sings a medley of sighs. Reading your poetry tends to leave me w/a medley of joyous sighs tho'. Love and happy holidays. Silent One December 24, 2019 at 2:02 PM Thank you... I think a title is very important.. Freddie Robinson Jr. December 23, 2019 at 4:12 PM Btw ... Cool title. I'm an easy hook for poems w/alluring titles. Love and more love always.

John Hamilton December 23, 2019 at 2:45 PM I like it SO it does feel like a rap full of teenage angst (well angst of any age I suppose). Cool four line refrain, I can relate to muted forgotten musicians, it is painful to not achieve success. Very cool write! Silent One December 23, 2019 at 2:50 PM the reason i did the musician line, was due to some songs being forgotten... till you hear a tune, and think oh i remember that song.... person. Silent One December 23, 2019 at 2:49 PM Thank you John, it is more older age angst.. when after so long, you feel no one understands you, everyone around you is changing, but you are still the same.. thanks.

Suzanne Delaney December 23, 2019 at 10:33 AM Terms and conditions are usually set down....expectations maybe not so much. Enjoyed the repeated refrain. Wishing you a ll the best for Christmas and NEW year. SuZ Silent One December 23, 2019 at 3:14 PM yes you are right... sometimes they change.. thats not cool... thanks.

Maria Williams December 23, 2019 at 3:04 AM I really feel the repetition in the four lines. Everything happens at precisely the right moment in the Cosmos according to an unknown Universal Plan. Human emotions are also not coincidental and ingrained in us for a reason. No matter how bad you feel stick with it, its life's roller coaster, go with the flow. A great poem, and a fave for the list....Maria Hugs Silent One December 23, 2019 at 3:14 PM Glad you felt it..there you go with your cosmos....thanks..

Quoth Theraven December 23, 2019 at 12:37 AM Silent One, This poem's end never belonged, not in silence of day, nor even the Kestrel's song. -Richard Silent One December 23, 2019 at 3:17 PM Thanks..

Jennifer Proxenos December 22, 2019 at 11:22 PM We are all mostly ( I feel, don't exactly know plus/minus, roughly/guesstimate, around about) the same age except with maybe some exceptions. Enjoy life Silent One, it is short and over in the blink of an eye. Your poetry is certainly a legacy to leave to your children, Outstanding! A brilliant write as always. Christmas Blessings, Jennifer. Silent One December 23, 2019 at 3:19 PM I love life, always smile and get on with it... we all have trials, they all pass... this poem was not really about me... thank you...

Ann Foster December 22, 2019 at 10:46 PM I believe as we grow older, we see things clearer. Time is short. I no longer see as well, so wrinkles in the face of loved ones are no issue. In my own who cares? Acceptance is limited to who... YOU are an EXCELLENT poet. Imagery master, word surgeon. Get a cat,(I like them. I have a bird, so no cat.) Be happy, is important. Merry Christmas. Ann Silent One December 24, 2019 at 7:39 AM Thank you.. always appreciate your kindness and support.. Ann Foster December 23, 2019 at 10:19 PM Well great. Be happy is still the same... great!!!... You have wonderful poetry. I love your work. Merry Christmas my friend. God give you a truly safe and Happy New Year. Ann Silent One December 23, 2019 at 3:02 PM Yes I agree... sadly some never see our sacrifices, some never understand us... they only see a smile... i have lots of rabbits, they are great.. lol.. this poem was not really about me.. thank you for you kind words..

Brandy Nicole December 22, 2019 at 10:40 PM It's all in how you see yourself. If you linger in the "I am alone, I am not good enough" emotion. You will place yourself there- in the "Outcast Category" I can't and won't live my life that way. Blessings truly are everywhere, even for those that think- woe is me. Just stating the truth, my dear friend. ~ Brandy Silent One December 23, 2019 at 2:51 PM yes you are right, however, some are surrounded by people, but still feel they do not belong, but they are stuck there... i do not feel lonely and i do not feel i am not good enough... this was a poem about not belonging and hints of death... thanks.

Sandra Adams December 22, 2019 at 10:15 PM powerful...i can relate to this...i have always felt like an outcast...there always seemed to be terms and conditions placed on my every step in life it seems...your words never disappoint my friend...the repetition worked well in this one...it echoes... love this :) hugs Silent One December 23, 2019 at 2:40 PM Thank you.. Glad you could relate..

Kim Rodrigues December 22, 2019 at 7:46 PM Wow! I could see this as a song! Nice flow! Every word perfect. Silent One December 23, 2019 at 2:40 PM Thank you Kim..

Mystic Rose Rose December 22, 2019 at 7:14 PM Terms and conditions need not apply when the heart is ready for real poetry, (smile) , love this Silent One . Have a blessed Christmas dear friend. Silent One December 23, 2019 at 2:33 PM Thank you.. always smiling my friend..

Juliet Ligon December 22, 2019 at 3:44 PM This is an interesting poem, well crafted. I used to be very much an introvert and could definitely relate to the feeling of not belonging in the social society that seems to be a requirement. Silent One December 23, 2019 at 2:28 PM I feel like this sometimes, but i would not say i was an introvert or an extrovert.... thanks.

Rico Leffanta December 22, 2019 at 3:32 PM Remember how you once lived for your parents happiness and yearned to be free to live for yourself? Everyone has terms and conditions they want YOU to obey, but you grow - even in old age - but living your own terms and conditions! Aloha! Rico Silent One December 23, 2019 at 2:28 PM yes, you make a valid point.. so many different terms and conditions though.. even parents do not have the same as each other... thanks.

Richard Lamoureux December 22, 2019 at 12:50 PM As we age we must come to terms with our increasing invisibility. It does however provide poets with a unique vantage point. I like how you expressed this in such a novel way. Silent One December 23, 2019 at 2:27 PM Yes, we do get a bit invisible.. sad thing is as we age, we are still misunderstood and we think what is the point... Thanks.

Joseph May December 22, 2019 at 12:00 PM Each generation may becomes "forgotten" as the terms and conditions change, Great write Silent, Merry Christmas! Silent One December 23, 2019 at 2:27 PM yes true.. nice take on it... Thanks.

Tom Cunningham December 22, 2019 at 11:25 AM Terms and conditions put in place to catch us out or trip us up. Powerful verse S. O. Tom Silent One December 22, 2019 at 11:55 AM yes.... thanks Tom.

Midnight Aurora December 22, 2019 at 9:44 AM Unfortunately, there are terms and conditions to everything in life. All actions, or lack thereof, have consequences.We all feel stifled by the burdens of life sometimes, but with devotion to/from others, these burdens are easier to overcome.Only when that devotion is gone do we realise how much we really need it in our lives.The repetition here emphasizes how the subject thinks all hope is truly lost. Alas it is never too late to regain that flame. Heart-breaking words that most will relate to. Silent One December 22, 2019 at 11:55 AM Problem is that people change the terms and conditions when they see fit.. so we never know how to deal with them... without devotion we have wasted emotions... Thank you..

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