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I listen in the dark,
I listen in the light.
When I am alone,
Or even with others.
But they do not hear it,
the sweet music of the quiet.
The drums that boom.
The violins that hum.
The flutes that sing.
And the piano that rings.
They make symphonies in the silence,
In the absence of sound.
I listen and smile.
I listen and hear.
How lonely it must feel to not hear the sound,
The sound of imagination,
The sound of wonder.
I cannot live without it,
But people go lifetimes without.
Maybe someday I will not hear either.
That day of horrible release.
The day when I too am part of them,
And someone else is part of me.
They day when someone hears and looks at me,
When I do not listen too,
And that someone thinks,
"How can they not be heard?"
- by watashi wa kakashi2 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/28/2013 |
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- Title: How Can They Not be Heard?
- Artist: watashi wa kakashi2
- Description: Just a little something I thought about while sitting alone but with sound so silent it was loud.
- Date: 11/28/2013
- Tags: they heard music imagination
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- The Yapping Maw of Chaos - 11/29/2013
- Y'know, way to go! Juuuust improve your metaphors so it's really poetry. Good luck and take your 5.
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