CRIES OF SILENCE

 

The innocents of one’s heart,

   Silent cries of one’s heart,

   Quietly . . . it beats

   It beats . . . quietly –

As if time stood still!

                             Cries!

Tears fall at will

   While the world goes on

   Unaware of its sadness!

Cries quietly . . . every beat,

Like a fog rising from a lake –

   And no one cares,

   And no one cares,

And in this silence it dies alone

   As if love broke its will!

 

Epaphroditus© April 4, 2024