Silencing the VoicelessSilencing the VoicelessSilencing the Voiceless
A giggle and a laugh, To twirl and to dance Bright eyes gleaming Faith for believing.
Stop silencing the voiceless.
Pig tails and candy apples Big smile, deep dimples Their unconditional love A blessing from above.
Stop silencing the voiceless.
Dreams that never were God's calling never heard Saints that are martyred Before life even started.
Stop silencing the voiceless.
Tears shed in vain For man has brought this stain Upon their land forsaken When will His
The StoneSitting, cold as a stone. I sleep. Dreaming desires of mortality. To touch a human hand To smell a woman’s perfume. To run naked through the bracing snow. Needing to awaken from the insufferable agony of NONEXISTANCE. Needing to LIVE.The Stone
Still a stone sits. Still a stone sleeps. Fantasy about life that never was, never can be. Suffocating in tangled blankets soaked in sweat. A spider weaves the web thicker and thicker Before draining the life blood out of existence. Cold blood as the stone, stiff in remembrance of NOTHINGNESS.
Drow
The MindThe Mind by R. Brian FinkThe Mind
The mind is like an attic
With dark empty corners,
Damp and Musty.
Cobwebs hang from the ceiling
and the smell of dust fills the air.
Baggage forgotten, left to the elements
And items regretted saved for haunted remembrance.
But,
In the most convenient space
A cluster of boxes and life’s trinkets
Treasured memories of the lives we have touched
Are being stored and saved In the Mind
Li
Those two poems are truly inspiring. Thanks!
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