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Getting Through : Creative Writing
Poem: I Will Be Silent | from Granite - Sunday, January 19, 2003
accessed 1348 times A poem--you either like it or you don't! I WILL BE SILENT
When will the world surround us
Where words do not exist;
Where secret yearnings of the heart
Will not be lost nor missed?
Why does such sorrow fill my soul
For thoughts that can’t be spoken?
Oh this dreadful lonely place
Where my heart is broken
The understanding of my heart
How can I show another?
How can I give more then I take?
How can I one's heart discover?
The overflowing feeling
Of knowledge too deep to know
The feelings never to be expressed
The heart's true tone to never show
Why?
Is depth truly so shallow?
Is weakness really strong?
Is it that which is not
Understood really is wrong?
Can’t you see that place?
Happiness not dwarfed by sorrow
Where hearts can look forward
To the sunshine of tomorrow
Why?
Why don’t you understand?
Why do you close your eyes?
Truth is more then can be told
Where only sunshine doth abide
Why do we fear the depths?
Why do we shut our eyes?
Why do we close our hearts to things
Our minds can’t recognize?
Cannot we reach deeper?
Cannot we understand?
Cannot we recognize?
Cannot we lend a hand?
Why must one soul live in torment
Why do we choose to be blind?
Why must a heart be broken?
Why can’t we recognize
The need in every other soul,
The longing that lives inside,
The secrets held by all
where only in depths abide?
Oh, where are the words…
They can’t be found
Thus I recoil in silence
I will not speak
to be misunderstood
I will not show my heart
it does no good
I WILL BE SILENT |
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Reader's comments on this article Add a new comment on this article |  from solumel
Tuesday, December 23, 2008 - 13:16
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love this part:
"I will not speak
to be misunderstood
I will not show my heart
it does no good
I WILL BE SILENT"
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| from Jules
Sunday, January 19, 2003 - 01:25
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Joe can put a sock in it, but I love this poem. I can totally relate to it.
My only comment is that sometimes I think the "depths" are not all sunshine. I believe we all have darkness in us and rather than go the Christian route of suppression and eradication through divine power, I think as whole humans we must embrace our own dark side, and only through facing the depths can we truly overcome them.
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|  From MGP
Sunday, January 19, 2003, 14:07
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I'm a Replika
I'm home again, I won the war, and now I am behind
your door. I tried so hard to obey the law, see the
meaning of it all. Remember me? Before the war.
I'm the man who lived next door. Long ago...
As you can see, when you look at me, I'm pieces of
what I used to be. It's easier if you don't see me
standing on my own two feet. I'm taller when I sit
here still, you ask are all my dreams fulfilled.
They made me a heart of steal, the kind them bullets
cannot see
Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...
The light is green, my slate is clean, new life to fill
the hole in me. I had no name, last December, Christmas
Eve I can't remember. I was in a constant pain, I saw
your shadow in a rain. I painted all your pigeons red,
I wish I had stayed home instead.
Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...
Are you gonna leave me now, when it is all over
Are you gonna leave me, is my world now over...
Raising from the place I've been, and trying to keep
my home base clean. Now I'm here and won't go back believe.
I fall asleep and dream a dream, I'm floating in a
silent dream. No-one placing blame on me
But nothing's what it seems to be, yeah.
Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...
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