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By Colleen WaltersPublished about 23 hours ago β’ Updated about 15 hours ago β’ 1 min read
Nikos Politis
Silence stomps
across the room
going out of his way
to loudly kick a chair
away from the table
stands at the window
and loudly runs his hands
down the blinds with
a startling clatter
that's obnoxiously
deafening
I put my earbuds
in my ears and Silence
sneaks off as I
crank up Nikos
and try to
sing along
in Greek.
β€οΈ
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About the Creator
Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough. β€οΈ
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Comments (3)
I like silence. Loud and sharp noises grate on my nerves. Music soothes some and me too. I know people who need noise (TV or music) on all the time. I can sit and think or look out the window in silence. Good job, Colleen.
WOW. He needs to let go of his ego and chill. Love her spirit. RULE THE WORLD OF CREATIVITY. HUGS
Why is he so aggressive? That was scary. Loved your poem!