The birds cease to sing
A song so sweet would be lost forever
The birds cease to sing
If the birds should cease to sing,
Silence will settle like a lingering thing.
No morning calls, no feathered notes,
Just the echo of thoughts my mind promotes.
I will know only what dwells inside,
Memories like rivers, thoughts that collide.
No lark to lift a hidden tune,
No dove to mourn beneath the moon.
The world would hush, the branches still,
And I would walk with quiet will.
For if the birds no longer sing,
I’ll hear only the songs that silence brings.
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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 (6)
This is a poem that reminds us what a Silent Spring would be like. Good job.
Nice 👍
How empty the world would be without the songs of birds! Beautifully tragic poem
I love birdsong and often share recordings I make with a close friend. Lovely words
"I’ll hear only the songs that silence brings." And these songs are just so lovely and calming ❤️
Scary and deep article.