Yesterday’s Silence
The black, square box flooded With vibrant colours. Screeching, cheesy soundtracks Bursting about the empty room.
A splash of water A hint of green The buzz of bees A touch of spring
Back bent double, You stared at me With cold warmth, Under the weak April sun. The screaming words Echoed Through the ominous breeze.
But I looked again
Strands of your hair whitened With worry. Behind that calm face, A drained Mother. And, yesterday’s silence Drowned by the hot, red river that Flows in our veins.
It was an assignment for English. xd If you don't get it, don't worry. It's about mother/daughter relationship.
Evanesyne · Sun Sep 27, 2009 @ 11:52am · 0 Comments |