Something Without

 

There is something I want to say

I take a softer line yet I can’t stay

This way;

 

Lonely, I so need a sway…

 

There is something I’m scared to face

It makes me increase my pace

I’m a soul chimed with no ace.

 

Wish she’ll play my soundless noise; for

There is something I like her to hear

Rhythms drumming hard, orchestra playing together;

 

Not beats but a listener missing…

 

There is something my mouth dare not speak clear

Sounding like a broken record if played

Right in here, deep within, my heart speaks clear.

 

        By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka

        © 2010 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com

 

 

 

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