Muted Echoes
When the world’s echoes rise, let your own note be heard.
Today, 10 December, is Human Rights Day. A day we remember that every human has the right -
To speak and sing.
Sometimes, friendly comparison carries weight. Where expectations run high, we must guard our ground. Protect our boundaries, for they mute our voices.
We often sing for others...let us sing for ourselves.
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A World of Song
Notes for all to sing-
But the echoes of some drift
Muted by high walls
Lost, faded.
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I hold these notes close
Trapped within my throat,
Making my lips quiver -
Into nothing.
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Still others sing freely
Chirps resound, but drowned out -
muted echoes.
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One note pierces the walls
the still silence
Sweetly singing
Till it's heard.
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Original poem by Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin. AI tags are coincidental.
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Comments (7)
The imagery of sound being trapped, then finally breaking through, is powerful and beautifully restrained.
I love how grounded your poem feels, yet it reminded me of my own muted echo of not being able to sing in front of others.
Loved this, beautifully written,
I, for now, only cluck. Very beautifully written, with style and meaning in every word.
A lovely 'human' poem, thankyou for your heartfelt words xx
This was so wonderful! Loved it!
Beautiful, some people can be loud in their silence. Thanks for sharing what day it it. Happy Human Rights Day ! I did not notice this December Challenge. I might try it.