Darren White Poet Free verse

To Be One

Speak in my dark night
   Color your quiet words
      without sight

Touch my wide open eyes 
   without tears, my mouth
      without tongue, 

No words, no sorrow, no cries
   leave your lips, no sound
      bounces around

One time I walked, my words
   had volume, they were proud
      to share me

The hollow sound will echo
   in my head, be savoured on
      my lips

I came you went, nobody
   and everybody passed 
      through me

If you say I am, I will be again
   speak my name and I exist
      in you


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July 23, 2017
Copyright © Darren White

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Derek Noble Ayi August 7, 2017 at 10:23 AM So deep and touching . It's good to come out strong and never allow your situation overtake the beautiful part of you. Our words must always have volume so that we can touch lots of lives positively. God bless you for this piece.

Gary Bateman July 31, 2017 at 7:47 AM Hello Darren, This is a superb verse for sure!! I found that I seemed to be in a state of very deep thought and reflection as I read and re-read your verse here several times. Enjoyed this one very much!! Cheers, Gary

Lewis Y. K July 25, 2017 at 2:06 PM Hello Darren, This is Kimberly my poem is She. I like to thank you so much for the warm welcome. I really enjoy your work, but this one is my new favorite.

Freddie Robinson Jr. July 25, 2017 at 11:28 AM A truly intense poem, Darren. Emotionally evocative, such strength expressed thru the weakness of loss. Astounding poetry of much worth. Should be read by all in PSoup. An instant fave. Love and joy always.

Silent One July 25, 2017 at 9:42 AM Rumi said "silence gives answers." Sometimes we need to lose ourselves, to find ourselves.. That can be a big challenge, full of obstacles, physical, mental and psychological.. along the way we lose so much, sometimes we lose ourselves, but eventually we find who we really are. If others forget, then that is their loss.. Deep write my friend..

Joanna Daniel July 25, 2017 at 9:32 AM A sad write, Darren, you can come out of the dark :) you will soon:)

Dean Wood July 25, 2017 at 8:53 AM Darren, this poem touched me deeply. You have communicated so well the lost, the lonely, the longing. So well done my friend! - Dean

Kim Rodrigues July 25, 2017 at 7:11 AM The cries of the dark...i feel the pain. Nicely done, Darren!

Maria Williams July 25, 2017 at 4:42 AM Your brilliant words speak to us as always dear Darren. We are here , and we hear you loud and clear. I for one will speak your name, did you hear ? ...Maria

Connie Marcum Wong July 25, 2017 at 12:45 AM Awesome Darren! The very reason we are all equal. I really love the depth of power in this amazing piece! : ) Darren White July 25, 2017 at 1:00 AM Thank you Connie, and yes, we are :)

White Wolf July 24, 2017 at 10:47 PM Crane bag ~~~/|\~~~ Darren White July 25, 2017 at 12:59 AM That bag must be overflowing by now ;p

Eve Roper July 24, 2017 at 7:39 PM Darren, you are and you do exist.... had to read a few times... to feel your soul... Lots of hugs Darren White July 25, 2017 at 12:58 AM Thanks Eve, hugs :)

Anne-Lise Andresen July 24, 2017 at 2:03 PM - Lovely pondering, Darren - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Darren White July 24, 2017 at 2:08 PM Thank you Anne-Lise :)

Lin Lane July 24, 2017 at 1:31 PM He exists in everyone, but some are blind to see. Your eyes are wide open and so is your heart to being made whole again. You can hear Him speaking, Darren. Darren White July 24, 2017 at 1:35 PM Thank you Lin, very much so.

Pashang Salehi July 24, 2017 at 1:25 PM Magnificent...I was seducing me, me ran away.... What happened to I, when me no longer stay.... pashang Pashang Salehi July 31, 2017 at 7:46 PM The thing I wrote is from a piece called without me, at 10/30/2015. It is kind of like yours "to be one" mine is in the form of masnavi. Not too many people write in this from. Darren White July 24, 2017 at 1:29 PM Thank you pashang, I am happy with that wonderful compliment.

Heidi Sands July 24, 2017 at 1:16 PM Very well said Darren :) Darren White July 24, 2017 at 1:26 PM Thanks so very much Heidi :)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart July 24, 2017 at 12:59 PM This is a profound little write my friend. xomo Darren White July 24, 2017 at 1:23 PM Thanks ma mo <3

Tim Smith July 24, 2017 at 12:59 PM You are "I am" ...wonderful...I was floating in your verse Darren White July 24, 2017 at 1:23 PM You understand it, wonderful :)