Silent Isolation

"weep not for the memories as the sounds of silence echo through the emerging darkness"

Silent Isolation

a moot brick or two fell

from the tower walls

breaking the silent blurry eyed stare

of traumatic internal regret.

the mortar dried quietly 

on the rebuilt castle walls 

the border line mote

was long, deep and wide,

filled with unknown hazards.

it buffered the boundaries

as the framing of the perimeter maze

now stood tall and guarded

solid walls encased

a private refuge.

the permanent garrison

fortified confidence

that nothing ventured

was the better gain

the sounds of the darkness fell silent...

walls of fortresses

can be built silently

as long as no one is listening.

silent thoughts can be

seen when not heard by those who care to look

words written in silence

can be read out loud

thoughts written in darkness 
 are rarely understood

the blind can hear silence

even the deaf can feel

weary words written sincerely

is there more than one universal silence?

walk a silent walk

write an unspoken talk

sing an unsung song

spoken love hushed falls silent

love must breathe deeply or silently suffocate...

when words proclaiming

love are left unsaid,

are the thoughts and

feelings muted ?

unvoiced emotion fills the void

where love once thrived

listen to the whispers sing

they only speak to the stillness of a silent heart.

whispering quietly

nonverbal sentiments
moaned softly, 

were never intended to be soundless

the sounds of a breaking heart echoes

off the tall resurrected tower walls,

breaking the stillness with a roar, 

exhaling a deep sigh into the silent air.

wiping the dried mortar from two quiet hands

withdrawing into isolation's solitude...

Authors note:

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