SILENCE IS A GRAVE
Let me speak not:
Of this dead night that seems like a graveyard
Of my baffled eyes rummaging the room walls
Of my metal-lips way too heavy to open up
Of this chain holding my tongue, hands & legs
Of thousand voices echoing in my head like siren
I have lost my own voice like a muffled drum
So I dare not speak of nights that engulfed the moon
For silence is a grave — a six feet hole I fell into
Each time I feel I'm alive, but I'm dying bit by bit.
©® Jamiu Ahmed
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