Silence (Act IV)

by Rusted x Heart   Jan 24, 2006


The broken features, lay clothing the floor,
A sickening masquerade for the weak,
Weakened, weakening and the still unweak.
Shattered pieces left behind, unnoticed,
Vital elements of the missing act.

Denying truth hidden beneath the lies,
Never has there been more fit an actor,
To fit the true protagonist of life,
Never more fitting to a surreal breath.

Forcibly a piece is recollected,
And another thought embellished within,
Another piece follows another thought,
With another thought, another action,
And so the downward spiral commences...

The silver screen wears thin, all truths exposed,
And so the show goes, no curtain call left,
One final applause to numb the silence,
Silence, silence, silence, silence, silence...
No pieces left, all that remains...silence.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Leah20

    Wow. I loved your vocabulary and the way you described this. Awesome poem all around. It was a cliche topic, but your words were beautiful and it wasnt all "I want to slit my wrists/ and then I'll die/ beauty cannot emit/ Oh why do I have to cry" It was deeper then that and it was full of raw emotion. Keep it up!

  • 18 years ago

    by Emma

    Wow. that was great. i am speachless. great work. Keep it up!
    Emma 5/5

  • 18 years ago

    by F@n©y Ket©hup

    Excellent poem. You started out pretty well, the imagery used there is outstanding, but then you started to repeat yourself...a lot.

    I still like it, it is most definitely different from what I am used to reading.

    ~Atomic

  • 18 years ago

    by Samantha

    I really liked this poem... You did a wonderful job discribing the sence and it was playing in my mind like a movie... Very, very nice job... I am sincerly impressed. Keep it up...

    sammie

  • 18 years ago

    by Loulou

    Wow speechless and i am telling the truth you are an excellent writer
    i love this poem it is really really good
    love always
    tabby