An emotional poem that reflects on the quiet struggles we hide behind smiles, the silent cries, unseen wounds, and the weight of unspoken pain carried through life.
"Silent Cry"
In the hush between the ticking clocks,
A cry unfolds, though no one talks.
No scream, no tear upon the face"
Just silence echoing through space.
It weeps beneath the evening skin,
Where battles rage but stay within.
A thousand storms behind the eyes,
A universe that softly dies.
They say, "Be strong, this too shall pass,"
But never ask about the cracks.
We’re taught to smile, to nod, obey,
And mourn our hearts the quiet way.
Not every wound draws crimson red,
Some simply throb in words unsaid.
A voice can break without a sound"
A soul can drown and never be found.
We carry grief like sacred dust,
Bury our dreams because we must.
But even silence has its art"
A quiet poem etched in heart.
So if you see someone too still,
Who laughs too quick, or hides the chill"
Know that their cry may fill the air,
In silence, pain lays bare and bare.
This is nothing short of a masterpiece .. six perfectly formed back on back little gems that are greater than the sum of its total parts .. Yep, that good .. Neville
Posted 5 Months Ago
5 Months Ago
That’s such a glowing review, Neville. Thank you for putting it into words with such warmth and cl.. read moreThat’s such a glowing review, Neville. Thank you for putting it into words with such warmth and clarity.
The saying 'silence is deafening' rings profoundly true. Your words, though elegantly spoken, carry immense power. We all wear masks, adorned with painted smiles, yet beneath them lies a storm of inner turmoil that few ever see. Bravo!
Posted 5 Months Ago
5 Months Ago
Thankful for your thoughtful words....
I really appreciate you taking the time to read and r.. read moreThankful for your thoughtful words....
I really appreciate you taking the time to read and review my poem.
You made situations so complicated, it took a while to see..
This problem was since then.,
Dear God, please don't make us lose our memory too by giving dementia, Alzheimer's kind of diseases, we will lose our memories too...
In my post of my last talk to dad, I didn't mention you that when I asked dad I need to get into auto I don't know this route, then he immediately he understood I got angry and said yea I will get you auto and called servant to drop me, but I was like I don't want to say bye to mom but feeling inside I should say bye to her atleast, but in that surge of anger, I thought do I need to and didn't go inside and I just left...
When you are true love can be felt any time and we cry missing them.. I miss home..
I don't know that dad cleaned and took her eaten plate of cake,, and coming back again to make your sister and you to serve plate of cake, I don't know then I thought she is showing love to dad death and literally I say now dad got peace today..
I am feeling pain in my heart, how much your dad trusted cared and your concern, usd,, mom love and I know how people in family showed affection stella, ...just got put in toilet..
Man, my heart is still beating high even now ..
I just got my heart exploded and I see my heart on road. I thought few people got dead and pain in gut. Emotional are such those feel pain.. but today I saw people and years long fight that they are loving and waiting clearly shown actually I got know this before, but I was thinking why she is ogling at him is it really love, man very crystal clear both brains and very carefully planned to f**k you and me...
The way you’ve captured grief and quiet suffering in such soft, delicate language made every stanza feel like a gentle ache.. "A voice can break without a sound, and a soul can drown and never be found", that's really heartbreaking, like how some of the deepest pain goes unseen and how someone can be hurting so much and you'll never know..Thank you for writing something so vulnerable and honest..keep writing
Posted 5 Months Ago
5 Months Ago
It's really nice of you to stop by.
Thanks alot for showering my poem with your kind and thou.. read moreIt's really nice of you to stop by.
Thanks alot for showering my poem with your kind and thoughtful words!
I can totally relate to it, especially the pain that hits, when u r calm, lying on the bed, wanting to sleep, but couldn't bcoz of the inner screams!
Posted 5 Months Ago
5 Months Ago
Woah! This comment was quite the poem itself with the rhyme... lovely.
Thanks alot for stopp.. read moreWoah! This comment was quite the poem itself with the rhyme... lovely.
Thanks alot for stopping by.
You are so good dear Ayesha. You write with the skill of a veteran writer. Each line adding to the meaning of your words.
(We carry grief like sacred dust,
Bury our dreams because we must.
But even silence has its art�"
A quiet poem etched in heart.)
The above lines are true. I carry grief and sadness. I need both to keep me kind. Reminders. Thank you dear poet for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote
Posted 6 Months Ago
6 Months Ago
Thank you so much, Coyote. I'm glad my poem spoke to you. Grief and sadness do have .. read more
Thank you so much, Coyote. I'm glad my poem spoke to you. Grief and sadness do have a way of keeping our hearts soft. Sending you warmth and strength. Stay healthy and happy, always.
My name is Ayesha Faiz. I’m a 16-year-old girl from Pakistan with a deep love for words and expression. Poetry, for me, is more than just writing... it's a way to feel, to connect, and to make s.. more..