And she stopped and said ‘SILENCE!’

for all the organs to be shut

As ‘Silence’ stands for ‘Numbness’

But, is that it?

Silence is no tear but a painful throat

Silence is a heavy heart

The purpose of a tired soul.

So, what do the organs do to fit?

The eye gets dry and forgets how to sleep

The heart moves slowly ;

Letting each beats to skip.

The Lung gets tender,

it’s harder to breathe

Letting ‘the urge to speak’ to seethe.

The Blood escapes the veins,

As Poison starts to drip

Bones shiver with emptiness

Brain stormed with thoughts;

yet, keeping them in grip.

CHAOTIC SILENCE || Emr

The Author of this poetry is Emr (pen name). I don't know if a person can be an author when they love literature or not. For me, I express my feelings in tangled written words, rather than saying them out. Who knows if it's understandable..!

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