When pain brings solace,
and nights bring peace.
When silence is the only thing,
that ever brings release,
Where do you go?
When the ice inside,
refuses to melt.
When anger rages,
burning thru innocence,
Where do you run?
Where do you hide?
I remember, Rae, from our
I remember, Rae, from our many email conversations how you often asked questions for me to ponder rather than just make outright assertions. And you do that in this poem . . . questions are left open for the reader to ponder.
Starward
I like this one...You don't make it too long or drawn out, it's spot on. I like the subject and had to read because the title interested me! I love the bit about how "silence is the only thing, that ever brings release"...It makes me think about how there are times in your life that are never free from noise; everyone's so busy busy busy every second of every day, and it's so hard to be anywhere free from all the stress *big philosophy rant there haha* Cheers *again* for liking my work! xxsmilexx
'When pain brings solace,
and nights bring peace.
When silence is the only thing,
that ever brings release,
Where do you go?'
...very nice rhythm and ryme and a stunningly thought provoking message. Beautiful.
Lauren x