The silence of a letter
The stillness of a cry
The wrenching of war-broken hands
The bleakness of a sigh.
The cruelty of the heartbeat
The joy of breathing life
The emptiness that's left behind
The wound opened by knife.
The hope of a reunion
The pulsing light of thunder
The loving words that pass one's lips
When life forces you under.
Please tell me what you think
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This is chilling! I really like the rhythm that you have maintained throughout this poem - and I like the rhymes
the background is an interesting choice - I really like the different interpretation that it places upon the poem well done!
Keep writing
Polly
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Thank you, I was in a strange place when this was written
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