I lost my voice to last night’s concrete,
falling prey to the dead-end alleys and downtown lies.
Bullied into submission by false wisdom,
head slammed to a cold floor of sickness.
I am surrounded by addicts.
Mouths that can’t speak without selfishness,
hands that can’t embrace without something in return.
Sincerity crumbled down honey-suckled fists,
and hardened beneath all of our feet.
Why speak.
When my heart is strummed onto broken ears.
I am frozen,
with no one left to hear.
Excellent piece Jess. Really love the tone you took here. Great job. Thanks
xoxoxo Thank you Fred 🙂
Why speak.
When my heart is strummed onto broken ears.
I am frozen,
with no one left to hear.
Absolutely Love it!
Thanks so much Catherine! I love that you came by. 🙂 xoxo
Deep and lovely, Jessica!
🙂
Thank you my dear 🙂 xoxo
Your poem well conveys how a soft voice of reason, of love, of difference goes quiet. The surfaces are all hard and unforgiving.
Thank you Maureen!
Wonderful timbre and color in this piece–beautifully done!
Thank you Audrey 🙂
A wonderful reflection of these wonderful times… When the self has been taught to take for the benefit of ONLY that same self…well, the road is dark and long, but eventually runs it’s course. I pray we’re at the end of the concrete…the wake up may be rough but it is needed. Let your words lead our charge!
Thank you sweet Tasha. xoxo
Mouths that can’t speak without selfishness,
hands that can’t embrace without something in return.
Sincerity crumbled down honey-suckled fists,
tight…some great descriptions there jes…this is heavy with feeling as well…and how sad to have no one left to hear…
I appreciate it Brian 🙂
i hear you loud and clear honey! keep that ink flowing! ♥
Thanks love! xoxo
Tight vivid writing – strong images 🙂
Thank you Marousia 🙂
Mouths that can’t speak without selfishness,
hands that can’t embrace without something in return.
Sincerity crumbled down honey-suckled fists,
and hardened beneath all of our feet.
Why speak.
Deep, moving and a strong write!
It is a great question sometimes. Thank you Ayala 🙂
Incredibly heartfelt and emotional, expressive as if you have to shut your ears to the din, the clamor of the city and of what passes as civilization.
Thank you for coming by Sam 🙂
Hard hitting and powerful poem….I can relate to the feeling that no one is listening, that the world is a selfish place. Wonderful piece of writing!
Thank you Louise. It is sad we have to feel that way sometimes but it is always good to share your voice and keep making a beautiful noise 🙂
Capturing the darkness of the world, and in such strong words too…a vivid, reflective wonder, Jess.
Thank you so much Chris! xoxo
Truth and powerful expression built in this. Wonderful write ~ Rose
Thank you Rose! 🙂