Some silence is deafening <br />Some silence feels vengeant and weakening <br />Some silence is like a thundering <br />That cuts throught the skies roaring <br />From whence had proceeded a lightening <br />Such silence has reason reasoning <br />But whose meaning deciphering <br />Is a task more than daunting <br /> <br />Heark! The silence speaks <br />In decibels at their peaks <br />To hearts that care to see its beaks, <br />Moving with artistic and professional leaks <br />In hushed tones through which loneliness sneaks <br />It could perhaps last for weeks <br />And no doubt painful than zillions of pricks <br /> <br />Such silence dear Queen <br />Is like to a kid beginning to wean <br />Or a saint committing a newly-found sin <br />Like taking a comedy actor through a horror scene <br />The end of this is to pluck out this pin <br />If you dropp may, me a line - silence won't win <br />Unpluck this from my heart and skin <br />For your silence is an unbearable, purposeful sting<br /><br />David Munene wa Kimberly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/deafening-silence-7/
