Poem -

Still

Still

Silence,you can hear the slightest of things.
Your ears go numb they start to ring.
I guess what is said about silence is true,
but is it really good for you?
Still and motionless I can hear your heart beating.
No one is moving,no one is speaking.
It feels like time has started to slowed down.
It's an unexplainable feeling that can cause you to drown.
You feel overwhelmed and put to the test,
but it can also make us feel blessed.
It's not everyday we have thats so "drama free".
Maybe thats the illusion it wants us to see.
Take a deep breath, and look around.
There is no temptation that comes with sound.
Although maybe it's the simple things
that make us wonder how silence is deafening.
Still,no stirring make no attempt.
It has become law all words are exempt.
Feel the pressure rising in this moment here,
but don't break down it can scense fear.
Silence is golden, or atleast thats what I've heard.
I am quite curious as to what would occur
if we were to lose all words.
Of course we would perhaps lose free will.
So think about this the next time your still.

 

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