[ silence ]
screams
loudest
into darkness
dense
echoes
bleakness
when stark nights
starless skies
deny
guidance
victims
hide
though
chained
globally
to mountains
risen
on treachery’s back
violence
wars
cold/hot
trembling heavens
frightened by turbulent seas
agitated
by degrees of
oppression
recessions
transgressions
spiraling
us into eternal
blackness?
Not foreseen.
Hello poets!!
” I’m still waiting for our silent screams to resonate , and echo the black holes…..”
The above line is your prompt. Go where it takes you. Have fun with the words and built a vivid scent of emotions , let it penetrate through every sense of yours.
Keep it short about 50 words max.
Eager to see your entries!
Happy writing poets!
Is The World Out of Control?
https://www.jw.org/en/publications/magazines/awake-no6-2017-december/
ITH & SB 