Silent Words

Those words drenched in mystery,
Of what could be and what could not.
They sound like red flowers
How soft and loud,
How vibrant yet small.

Everything you say blooms in my ears.
You speak through nature's colors.
You are the bitter sweet taste of a rose.
It took me years to learn where you grow your thorns.

Why stick to the original when everything connects?
I can see how every part of your body
Is found in a different form of nature,
How words are visual experiences
And how emotions rest in lifeless objects.

It shatters my nerves,
It bubbles up in my chest.
Why is the call of silence so loud?

Author's Note

Reviews

[Tai Ryens]

The metaphor connecting the rose with romance has always been one that enticed me; for what better way is there to demonstrate both the sweetness and cruelty that comes with love?
However pretty the rose must be, one must always remember the thorns that grow, and every word you've penned in this piece is a lovely one, from start to finish. The way you describe how it feels to be serenaded and coaxed into romance, only to have the sharp edges of a thorn make themselves apparent later, allowing for the "call of silence" to grow ever so loud is a really intriguing concept that you pen well.
Well done.

[Nyanachi]

Thank you, what you have said is very encouraging :) also I just want to say I did not intentionally make this poem about romance but I love your take on it and when I write it is for the reader to understand in which ever way that they do. Thank you it adds more depth and I like it better the way you described it anyways.

[Michael G. Smith]

I also live in silent words. Those that I have spoken have only been for convenience. Glad to read another part of you.

[Nyanachi]

:) interesting to know, and thank you for stopping by

[Sarah Hampton]

This is absolutely beautiful, beyond words. =)

[Nyanachi]

aw thank you so much

[dw817]

Quite descriptive. You are using metaphors that might be associated with someone bipolar. Seeing what people think. Tasting what other people hear, and listening to the sound of silent videos.

I've been able to do that, not something I'm proud of, telling someone to turn up the sound on a video because while I can hear the words, the sound is still faint to me - and then being told the film was on mute. :)

[Nyanachi]

heh alright and thank you

[dw817]

BTW, I love your music interludes, really quite relaxing. :)

[❀Subaru_Nyaa!
..]

Wait a minute....You are the bitter sweet taste of a rose.....did you eat the roses I was raising in my backyard!?

In a serious note, it's a wonderful piece of writing and entertaining to read

[Nyanachi]

Heh yes I ate them xP and thank you! I enjoy your cute little comment of humor~

[RoyRogers]

Keep up with your poetry Jellycat. You are very creative and I hope you are successful in everything you do. Have a bright and wonderful future, I wish you well. Be safe and be happy Jelly. You are like an Angel from the heavens. I was serious when I said that. Dont ever stop being you.

[Nyanachi]

that's very sweet of you ^^ ill keep it in mind

[Emily]

I really like the meaning In this one!
Well done!

[Nyanachi]

Thank you emily :)

[Perkele.7885]

'Why is the call of silence so loud?' This is the line that spoke the loudest to me. I look around the room that I write in, and looked around!
Lot's of brown's(different shades), black computer, all surrounded by antique white walls. Then of course the green of the plants. I would imagine that we might call this an earthy room. Bright colors are not for me. My wife is working on making brighter changes but, this sort of thing takes time. It's like losing an old friend or adversary.

[Nyanachi]

how interesting ^^ and thank you

[RoyRogers]

Is this about anyone in particular?

[Nyanachi]

nope, its super general xP