- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Shouting in Silence
Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click here
I can understand your hate, even your rage,
But your brooding and silence are painfully vague
Emotions in a place, quite and loud, expanding out
Even to be heard above our shouts
The tattoo of pain and hurt, beating on the drum
To the same old rhythm, the same old hum
Surfaced amid the rage and noise,
A glimmer of hope among your poise
The rhythm slowing, coming to a halt,
The silence growing, released from it's vault
The pain on top, a cell for the silence,
Finally broken empty of violence
You talk, you cry, you rage outside
Visible for all to see, unable to hide
I can see the rage even the hate
For now I've seen it it's not too late
The silence loud as voices talk
Finally everything nothing to balk
The brooding open, the silence stopped
Finally flow, no longer blocked
