The Sounds of Silence
You are deaf
but you can hear me
with your lips that tell me
just by their touch
what words you cannot hear
can say far better than I
can hear me say.
You are deaf
but you can hear me
with your eyes that tell me
with far clearer sight
what words you cannot hear
but say far better with your eyes
that see through my soul.
You are deaf
but you can hear me
with just your touch that tells me
with fingertips that write
far better words than I have heard
in all emotions expressed by voice
by those who speak and say nothing.
You are deaf
but you can hear me
through the silence of what we haven't said
those messages that speak so loudly:
love, hate, happiness, sad moments
dragging into hours, days, and years
those words that scream through flowing tears.
You are deaf
but you can hear me
through the ramming of my ever-speaking heart
that speaks in monosyllables
far greater words than orators,
hearing, cite for sighted though unhearing ones
too deaf to hear what those like you can hear.
You are deaf
but you can see me,
feel me, hold me close enough to feel the beat,
the heat that burns those words you cannot hear
but know unspoken, what words I say
that only you can hear, cool night or heated day,
through rain, or wind, or darling buds of May.
You are deaf
but you can feel the silent sounds
that scream from me, "Just listen to the beat
and you will hear my every unsaid thought
through eyes, my soundless lips,
my arms' embrace that hold in yours
whatever words we mean but have no need to say.
Poetry by NotaDeadPoet
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Written on 2007-02-16 at 06:20
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