There come a time

In a fearful moment

After the talk silence is observed


And there come a time

When to kill pride and shame

Though a difficult rocket launch


All in silence, they off their robes

Orally they never say it is time

Indeed the contact brings a speech


With sweat dripping, they are numb

Lots of calories lost

Each reasons a different technique

Next time they rally


The only judge is the bed

The bedbugs could sue them

But it is a silent creature.




By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka

© 2011


  1. Some really good articles on this website , thankyou for contribution.


  2. Great article, I’ll bookmark Silence The True Poesy.


  3. Denny Treakle says:

    Xox…. It has dis erotic template… Anyway, no one dies a virgin the earth somehow screw us up… Lol



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