Silent Screams

the artist in you
even in the silence of this breakfast table
still knows how to illustrate the state
of our beings

since the words are consumed
and the mouth is tired
and the neighborhood have been to noisy
with their own lives
screaming on the bustling sounds of jets,
sirens and ambulances
the sound of the city
the cries of the slums

you sit with me
got your spoon and poured some sticky choco
on the plate

the choco screams
i hear and see it, but just like you
i maintain the decorum of silence
our code of living life
to the fullest till its last drop

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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