if silent lips could scream

If silent lips could scream,
it was such a scream that rolled over her lips.

If closed eyes could cry,
it was such tears that rolled down from her eyelids.

If hand chained to a wall could pray,
it was such a pray that flooded from her fingertips.

If a body that was still could dance, rage against the skie,
run and jump in an
everlasting hail to the grotesque,
it was such a dance she was dancing now that her freedom had been stolen.



Poetry by Ace
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Written on 2006-02-09 at 11:02

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Zoya Zaidi
This is absolutely brilliant, so full of anguish and compassion!
Sorry for not coming in earlier, to your sensitive poetry!
Welcome form my side to the bay, I know I am a bit late, you have been around almost a couple of weeks...but though it is an awful cliche' but, "better late then never!"

((((hugs))))

Love, xxx, Zoya
2006-02-09


kip
...this is heavy, very well put together. i think its got some style to it that's definately not cliche'...
2006-02-09