Echoes
Loading ...Silence echoes through and through,
Empty destitution,
Years of life’s abusive needs,
Discarded resolution,
A vacant sheet of paper,
Complete with vacant words,
A feeling that meanings,
Get lost among the herds.
Atop a lovesick mountain,
Breezes brush my lips,
If I’m to fall I’d be lost,
With dolphins, waves and ships,
Call on those who are closest,
Ignore the whispers track,
The only voice I can trust,
When my voice echoes back.
The Echoes by Katalyn Louis Parks, unless otherwise expressly stated, is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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This is great, katalyn ! Artful and evocative !!
Also love your name. ka-ta-lyn scans like a poem, all on its own.
Thank you for posting this.
xOx Phyllis xOx