No sound

by Mona   May 15, 2006


Lips are stitched and sealed
Words of pain are left unspoken
In a heart that's caged, yet broken

Stab me with your sharpest knife
I will let my blood freely fly around
And I promise not to make a sound

But when the fight is over;
You'll have to drop your sword,
On the floor; on which my tears have poured

After all you ignored; now face my death;
In my profound sorrow I have drowned
But did not make a sound

I did not make a sound...

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  • 17 years ago

    by WitherBlisterBurnandPeel

    Great poem, it was very well written.
    Great job!

  • 17 years ago

    by Ric Hansen

    Wow, I wanna beat that guy! You know how to get the reader to feel, it is truly a writers gift that you have, always a pleasure to read your work.

  • 17 years ago

    by Sourav

    I just loved the poem! You described it so nicely. Excellent work!

  • 17 years ago

    by donk2ymouth

    Hey Mona, I haven't commented on your poems in a while..Thought I'd read one. Well, this one is really good, and the repetivity of the poem has some effect, although it may have made me lose interest at some times. I love the way you ended it with that though...

    Nice job, keep up the good work.

  • 17 years ago

    by Paul

    Wow, I don't think there is anyone who could say something bad about this poem. It's just that touching and easy to feel. Keep up the work.

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