Endy is a lover of and a practicing writer. He is always learning ways to improve while spilling his gut. He sees writing as life.
Battering Sounds of Silence
Noiselessness and stillness--attributes of her sound
She moves among our race like a haughty ghost
Though dumb, we hear her thunderous voice in our hearts:
Those times we're mercilessly tried and strained,
When we raise our voices to the Lord but we met silence
Her voiceless sound echoes in our hearts,
Something deafening, something plaguing;
Something loud enough to scare the bravest soul
Her stillness causes a ripple of a scary storm:
Causing us to run our imaginations and ruin our lives
O' how I dread you, the sound of silence?
Silence is Louder Than Noise
You can detonate a bomb inside my eardrum,
--I'll not be shaken.
You can play a 50,000decibal amp in my ears,
--I will not awaken.
You can send a thunder to storm my ear-lobes,
--I will not be scared.
But when you let the sound of silence pierce my pinna
--You stirred my imagination and scared my soul
“Silence is so freaking loud”
— ― Sarah Dessen, Just Listen
Silence Speaks the Louder
O' silence, you've no idea how much I hate you.
But you made your way to every call and every affair of mine
I called my dear Lord,
You answered in your still voice.
I called my dear mom,
You answered in her absence.
I called my sweet wife,
You answered because her phone was stolen.
You made me think aloud and hard.
You made me try endlessly to figure-out.
And now that I've called you,
You've gone voiceless and dead.
Silence speaks the louder when the voices of loved ones are still behind the walls and the dark cloud of distance. The sound is not of voices or talks. It's about imaginations, wonders and worries.
— Endurance AUF Noble,
Ajodo Endurance Uneojo (author) from Lokoja, Nigeria. on December 13, 2017:
Thank you, Manatita.
The poem is a rendition of sentiments. The poet sees silence through one lens--a negative one perhaps.
The first introduces silence. The second exaggerates the effects of silence by metaphoric comparison. The last directs attention to specific events where silence cannot be golden. This third part closes strong by giving silence live and then killing it on the same spot.
The sentiment here is to make silence appear bad especially when communication with loved ones is impaired or impossible and one has to figure out what is happening in the other end.
However, silence is not always bad. The solitude type is needed for meditations, self-discovery and rediscovery, and in times of soul searching.
Thanks for this wonderful comment.
manatita44 from london on December 12, 2017:
The first poem represents silence as Sarah sees it in her quote. The second is a sweeter poem which flows better.
Yes, the first kind of silence is uncomfortable. The second is the eloquent expression of the inexpressible.
Ajodo Endurance Uneojo (author) from Lokoja, Nigeria. on December 12, 2017:
Thank you Janis Leslie Evans.
I was just pondering if the fear of silence could be genetic. As a child, I had difficult time with my dad because I was an unusually quiet child. He seems to hate it. He forces me to reply conversations. That was hard for me. Now an adult, I found myself in his shoes. Trying to find the connection.
Loss of loved one could be both painful and troubling. Their voices are missed. Maybe, the counsel, maybe the fun and companionship. I do miss my dad's voices and I go back each time tracing the echoes he left. It's that painful and troubling. But that in a way seem lesser in effect. Perhaps because we know it is somehow permanent till life after, maybe.
The silence of be ignored or abondoned is plundering. You run your imagination. You want to know why or what you've done wrong.
Yes, silence in solitude is good. That's the only time I am in love with silence. I never remember that here anyway.
Thank loads! Nice connecting with you!
Janis Leslie Evans from Washington, DC on December 12, 2017:
Lovely offerings on silence. I am haunted by the silence of my sister's voice, still grappling with her death. I miss my mother's voice, too. The silencing of the voice by death is hard to explain. On the other hand silent pauses can be very loud, especially in a counseling session.
I love silence in the morning as it takes me a while to acclimate. Excellent work here, Endy, I look forward to reading more of your poetry.