How can I be loud
When I try to Shout
No sounds come out?
How can Sounds have meaning
When they are intangible
untouchable and Receding?
How symbolic are the syllables
That leave my lips
Or are the markings engraved on Ancient crypts?
How are the sounds of falling leaves
Less beutiful then
A piano’s keys?
Sounds may seem comprehensible to fools
Who aren’t frustrated with a Language’s
Elegance, intricacy, it’s rules
But the thoughts that die within my head
Might in the darkness illuminating
Light be shed
Were not for sounds to make us see the World
To which we might all be bound
Like bats which scream at the Night to see
What Are Sounds?
A mystical phenomenon of Noise to me,
But not hearing the sights in front of you
Selfdestructing, absolute choleric,
Your eyes would misconstrue
The Sound we hear
Is all around shouting howling at the
Sky smashing anger and fury are distinct,
November 9th, 2011 at 3:14 am
I really like this. Very well-written and intriguing. Good work! 🙂
November 9th, 2011 at 5:31 pm
November 10th, 2011 at 12:58 am
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