Silent Girl, Silent Battle, Loud Scribble

June 2, 2013

Oh lush yet tormented heart thy feelings thy doth pour leaves mine skin a burning and mine quill a wanting more scribbling words that are mere truths true as the sounding bell do reveal thy secrets and mine lips will never tell Thy scribble scrabble is so silent yet thy words are loud as can be searching to find thy voice and setting mine self free Where art thou when thy enemy is near Canst thou breath mine name to thy ear He tries to keep thee silent, but this is not so He dies as he watches thee, scribble to and fro Deathly heated flames and demons had been banished by holy light and spirits glad returned, returned to ere is to earth reunited as one unanimous birth

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kmw1995Jun 2, 2013

I loved your poem! I was particularly impressed with your word choice and form. Keep writing!

Kitkat1101Jun 2, 2013

I wrote this poem for everyone who has ever been silenced and had no voice in their life and found that through writing one can never be silenced and that words on paper can have as much impact and be just as loud as words being spoken.

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