If you know what silence is like Will you let it know? If silence had hurt your feelings Would you let it show?
This silence I've known It somehow chilled me to the bone This silence I haven't shown Now creeping away like a hideous tone
Once, I thought silence is my friend That it will want me with no end That its moment will be lent That it's love, to me, will be sent
This silence I've wanted Now left me helpless and taunted Now it makes my life haunted Like, in a cell, I've been bounded
This silence I thought That will never leave me caught Left me and never fought All our memories turned to naught
I was like this until he came along He made sure nothing in me was wrong He did his best to make me strong Even sacrificed his own silence that long
It never occured to me This heaven he brought to be He had killed my silence And replaced it with his face
He changed me with just one blow He took me away from my demise He cared for me, it's clear and concise His silence, to me, he will sacrifice
It never occured to me This comfort he gave bountifully I've never been this free Even my eyes, clearly, he let me see
I see no error I see no terror I see the perfect one On my side will never be gone
It never occured to me A rebellious man he'll be Colors of my silence I want you back, I plea
He left me broken My soul was very sunken My mind was so shaken I feel like I'm a chicken
This silence I've known Why didn't I let you show? Your beauty, your color All locked behind the door
Broken as I'll feel You've finally come back to me I hope you'll understand and see This fool I came to be
Colors of my silence What have I done? I destroyed you Yet you came to be the one
Colors of my silence I want to thank you I finally saw your value In yourself, it's true
Colors of my silence You'll be mine forever We shall be together You are my life-saver
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I remember being proud of this poem because it's a 17-stanza poem which I made in just thirty minutes before I went to bed.
I remember writing this at 11 PM one night on a school day and instead of sleeping, I was writing this thing. Then I wrote it. And I finished it. I think this is the poem that started my hurdles in writing longer and longer poems for just thirty minutes. (You'll see them soon enough)
As for the interpretation, I never really knew what "colors of silence" mean. Don't come at me. Blame my thirteen-year-old self thinking random things to put together in a title.
Now, if you look closely at it, you'll see that it talks about first love and first heartbreak. It talks about the realization that sometimes there are things that we've taken for granted before and proved the one for us in the end.
How about you? Got a similar story like this? Comment below. I'd love to hear them. :))
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