Unheard | Teen Ink


April 15, 2015
By SaphiraBrightscales DIAMOND, Islamabad, Other
SaphiraBrightscales DIAMOND, Islamabad, Other
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Favorite Quote:
I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
- Maya Angelou
When i was little/I used to point a chubby finger toward the dark sky/And ask my father/why some stars moved and others didn’t/He would laugh and explain that some were airplanes/I still wish on them today ~ Laugh-It-Out
The feathers of a crow are black/The ink of my pen is blacker/The pain of my heart is blackest~ Mckay
If love produced a blossom/I’d take it in my palm/What a blessing, the bright color!/How soothing, such a balm!/I’d keep a petal for my own/The rest, drop from my hands/For such a flower would multiply/And populate the lands~ thesilentraven
And I began to rival legends/Long entombed before my birth./But for all my much envied fame/The lust for more would not abate./The plaques and prizes with my name/Will, like all things, disintegrate. ~ TheEpic95 now known as Helena_Noel

So long ago ‘twas
that I stopped, could hardly
remember why I did at all

what is the point
of speaking your mind when
No one would listen

what is the point
of forming words, sentences when
They’ll just go unheard

what is the point
of elocution when
You’re just talking to yourself

what is the point
of voicing thoughts when
There’s no one to heed

And what indeed is the point
To even trying
When words won’t come out of my mouth

The author's comments:

This poem is for all the people who feel like they are not heard. Never heard.
I shall listen.

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