Heard Poem by Gabi Ngubeni

Heard



Listening,
Listening to the movement of words
Forming, cropping out of the mouth.
Without a sound

Listening,
Listening to a cry without a voice.
Getting louder and louder, though
Without a sound

Listening,
Listening to a wail
A complaint, a mourning
Sadness creeping about
To the edges of an ear
Piercing, tearing, scratching, yet
Without a sound

Listening
Listening to the rivers of pain
Beckoning those at shore
Begging those of lost hope
Oblivious to happiness, still
Without a sound

They were heard

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kesav Easwaran 15 May 2009

lines soaked in sadnesss...love is a funny game master, Gabi... often won't allow you to play the game the way you liked...the poem brings out beautifully the mute pain inside mind...10

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