Life, a word in silence...

just as the whisper

of an absent wave

Night falls,

unable to grasp the vehement screams of plight;

bitter hope, as the hours,

pass inert

Exiled memories;

yesterday’s forgotten,

today’s furtive

At this hour, which I did not choose,

tombs bloom under the bloody grass,

knotting my tears

amidst indifferent glances

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In silence,

      tears that express their agonizing language

            Tears that have names,

                 faces

                     memory…

                         and ignored pain

                                 ©Noris Roberts

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