Silence is a Weapon, a poem

Alone (2)
is a weapon
I have found
it berates
the wounded heart
and strokes the gills
of undeserving beast.
Well-fed cats parade
in search of prey
they slink down quiet halls
on padded feet
and pounce on the unsuspecting.
Do you hear it?
the silence
you shouted so loudly
I could almost hear it
reverberating in unsounding gloom
and all I could do to escape
was count tears never spilled
and those yet spilling
from white padded walls
as your silence
claws from a distance
where straight-jacket’s scream.

(c) Sumyanna 2016


6 Comments Add yours

  1. leigha66 says:

    Wow… this gave me chills. Very good!


    1. Sumyanna says:

      Thank you very much Leigha!

      Liked by 1 person

      1. leigha66 says:

        You are most welcome!


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