I thought that loneliness was bliss
Until you left me
The lifeless house
And the threatening noise of the fan
Disturbing my unspoken thoughts
Distractions no longer entertain
My unfocused mind
I realized that silence is golden
Only for those on the other side
I got what I wanted
Only to fight looming misery
Waiting desperately for your return
When you would ask for silence
A very powerful poem. Silence is deafening.
True, excessive silence and loneliness can be painful. Thanks a lot for the comment 🙂
“…Waiting desperately for your return…When you would ask for silence…”
Powerful hints and possibilities here about the identity of “your” and “you”…
Well…yes 🙂
the threatening noise of the fan…strong strong…wonderful poem
Thanks a lot for going through my previous post and the comment. Yes..when somebody is so accustomed to silence, even the noise of a fan or a TV could seem disturbing..