Wish

Written on March 23, 2008.

The wind is blowing very hard now
It whispers the riot of my silence
But its blow is not as hard as my worries
And I can understand their whispers
even though they are wordless

In the cave of my insecurity and low self-esteem
I hide my heart and my infidelity
with smile, some bottles of beer,
and meaningless words

Wish you were here
Wish I were understood
Wish I were happy
Wish there were no worry
Wish it were just the wind
and not the sound of my heart

Reviews

[Lucinda Bogart]

This is haunting....so raw with emotion...a very good thing. The emotion is so exposed it hurts and gives me chills !! Wow !!

[Rosary]

Good description of emotion and nice layout i like it enough to read it again

[Enigma]

AWESOME!!! One of the best poems I've read today....
The word choice is fantsatic and the flow is impressive.I can relate to the first two verses.
"The wind is blowing very hard now
It whispers the riot of my silence
But its blow is not as hard as my worries
And I can understand their whispers
even though they are wordless"

[Alex McFadyen]

Good poem. I'm glad I read it.

Is your "silence" really a "riot?"