“Poetry speaks for the silent” the profound ability of poetry to articulate emotions, experiences, and perspectives that often go unexpressed or unnoticed. Here’s a poetic exploration of this theme:
In whispers soft as morning mist,
Where words falter and feelings twist,
Poetry emerges, a gentle sprite,
To lend voice to the mute, the quiet plight.
In verses woven with tender care,
It captures the sighs that hang in the air,
Unspoken dreams and secrets held tight,
In the heart’s recesses, hidden from sight.
Through rhythm and rhyme, it softly weaves,
A tapestry of thoughts that silently grieve,
Or joyous tales of love’s sweet embrace,
Painted with words, in intricate lace.
For the silent souls who dwell unseen,
In the shadowed corners where silence keen,
Poetry whispers, a soothing balm,
A sanctuary in the soul’s calm.
It speaks of hopes that dare not shout,
Of doubts that linger, casting doubt,
Of memories cherished, though time may fleet,
In its cadence, each heartbeat does beat.
So, let poetry be the voice profound,
For those whose silence knows no sound,
A testament to the human heart’s grace,
In its quietude, a sacred space.
Thus, poetry speaks, in hushed refrain,
For the silent, it breaks the chains,
And in its verses, they find release,
A solace, a home, a place of peace.
