A Brick Wall Divide
Talking to you is like talking to a brick wall,
You think you’re clever, but your brain’s so small.
Words just fall, you take nothing in I try to talk
Yet still I just can’t win.
You smirk and you sneer, so sure you’re right,
You know what I am saying but just act thick
A wall may stand, but it cannot reply,
Just like you, with no reason why.
So here I stand, my voice growing weak,
Speaking to silence that refuses to speak.
And as I step back, letting silence enthrall,
I’ll seek out the warmth beyond this cold wall.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (3)
I think we all been around people like this from time to time for they hear you but they don't listen. Good job.
I know a lot of people with the same problem. They are like talking to a stone wall, and do not listen. Well Done!!
Very good poetry I can relate to it I got some people in my life that I love but they are like stone wall