Watching from a far,
silently.
Watching the world with it's many faces,
silently.
To see the betrayals,
the hurt, the pain,
silently.
Slowly watching the people sigh,
slowly seeing the hurt in their eyes.
To see them suffering from a far,
makes me want to comfort them.
Yet, many times thy smile,
while inside the cry.
They laugh,
while inside they scream.
And yet I watch from a far
silently,
silently,
silently,
watching them suffer in silence.
Watching the pain in their eyes,
behind their smiles.
To see silent whispers of hysteria,
as yet another faces their friends betrayal.
Silently,
Silently,
Silently,
Pondering,
Watching,
Wishing,
Hoping.
Their silence
Will be heard by an uplifting spirit
somewhere close.
Watching the pain in their eyes,
Silently wishing
They would let it out and cry.
Silently,
Hoping their tears are heard.
Silently,
Wishing their torture is at an end.
Silently.
Silently.
Silently.
Comments (6)
This is true. But to me, sometimes silence is the remedy of everything. Nice poem.
@Murazrai - thank you ^_^
Silence can be a remedy, and trust me it is great when you meditate.. But, I'm taking silence from the negative perspective... the one that if you don't speak, slowly eats you up inside...Some people said silence is golden.
But sometimes silence also an act of defeat, act of cowardice.@RestlessButterfly - Sometimes it is. Also, speaking out can can be liberating, if you've always kept silent.
This is a great poem. Keep up the good work!
@chelseanataliex - thank you very much