Solemn Disparity

September 6, 2011
By Prachi Goyal BRONZE, W. Bloomfield, Michigan
Prachi Goyal BRONZE, W. Bloomfield, Michigan
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Solemn disparity
Prickles in a voice
Commands are useless
For it has become stale
Let the swirling rain of thoughts
Be dissected and examined
Covered with blanket
And sewn up with pristine golden thread.
Provoke it up my red tunnel of distress.
Let it out, I scream
Let it out.
The words dissolve into a stream of silence
And float idly away.

The author's comments:
This poem was inspired by those moments were you cannot let your thoughts out. Either you are shy or scared, but either way you cannot;however, you really want to.

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natasha said...
on Sep. 20 2011 at 7:56 pm
very nice prachi! love it! love your use of words so thoughtfully and creatively!

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