The Silent One, Tries to Speak

She emerges, slowly, and still so faded… she raises a hand, hinting for speech… yet her mouth moves, where no sound resonates…

She grasps for deliverance… a straw of understanding, patience… time…

In a world of oaty fairies, white fluffy socks and decaying sentiments, she sighs. Another day. Another time.

But another promise… laid shattered on the cold floor.

There is no mercy… no stop of time… no reverence.

A feeling of passion, prevalence… caught as wisps of meaningful thought… lost… as floating memories…

She blooms… silently… slowly… as an amaranth.

…”an imaginary flower that never fades…”

About the Author

Emz

Emz

She's more a rambler and a ponderer rather than anything else. Driven by perseverance and huge bouts of curiosity, she tends to lose her thought-train more often than should be possible. Insane, crazy, weird... But surely just your (not so) average nineteen year old English gal? ;-)

9 Responses to “The Silent One, Tries to Speak”

  1. Interesting…! :P

  2. This is pwetty. :)
    Ah but sorry I’ve been very unactive for ages. Been trying to cope with school and all that. I’m just redoing my site and there will be a blog! A new, shiny blog to replace the old blog. :D

  3. That was deep, and very beautiful!

  4. I could relate to this so much for my own reasons. Very nice way to word things. :)

  5. You should do NaNoWriMo, Emz!

  6. That’s so deep and pretty.
    =)

  7. I like it.

  8. thats soo clever!!! very nice poem i like it =)

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