Deafening Noise Poem by Lady Lilith

I am submerged in an odd recurrence
feeling diffident and abashed
by the deafening sound
of a pursuit

gashed
but no tears to shed
drowned
inside my head
absolute
resonance dead

And my face is sadly frowned
putting seeds in the ground
being in dispute
with a burning sun and soil that is mute

I am addicted to the shade
and so easy to persuade
to keep on listening to an echoing voice
while such loudness is violence
the most dominating noise
is the loneliness of...
silence!