A calm,peaceful night
the silence is deafening
no cries of wolves heard,
neither dogs' barking.
The sky portrays dullness
it's pearls not shining
it's diamond lost to darkness
the picture looks frightening.
The winds seem quiet
blowing swiftly and gently
where have the whistles vanished?
depicts a life so lonely.
A sudden yelp interrupts
-a broken voice screaming
screaming in her head
it says,"all what is left is denying."
She weeps in the night
hoping someone will hear
'cause the pain made her give up
something that was very dear.
-p.s.
YOU ARE READING
A SILENT NIGHT.
Poetry"...there are days every now and again I pretend I'm okay but that's not what gets me..." -Rascal Flatts #524 in Poetry
