For Koketso Marishane <br /> <br />they knock my heart to numbness, <br />echoes so cold and so inevitably strong. <br />they bang the doors of my shattered heart, <br />echoes so bleak and so inevitably gruff. <br />they crash the walls of my poor heart, <br />echoes so baleful and so inevitably loud. <br />they push my heart back and forth, <br />echoes so cold and so inevitably cold. <br />they shrink the appreciation I always longed for, <br />echoes brush it off, leaving no stones unturned. <br />they tear my bliss into shredds, <br />echoes so audible and so inevitably baleful. <br />they fill my ears with the supersonic sound, <br />echoes so gruff and so inevtably bleak. <br />they steal words out of my mouth <br />and leave me empty-headed and completely powerless. <br />echoes of your silence obliterate me...<br /><br />Stella Sisanda Qishi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/echoes-of-silence-3/
