The Tower of Silence
It’s oh so quiet, silence breaks the frozen words
The Tower of Silence
It stands alone, above the waste.
The tower black, against the sky.
Its walls are smooth, no door is seen.
Its crown is sharp, with frozen light.
The silence there, is thick and endless.
It drowns the birds, it kills the wind.
No echo comes, from any cry.
The tower drinks, all sound away.
Inside its walls, the void is deeper.
It folds and bends, around the soul.
No candle burns, no voice can stay.
The silence cuts, the silence binds.
And those who climb, will not return.
Their eyes grow blank, tongues are gone.
The tower stands, it never fades.
The silence rules, above the world.
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 (2)
Nicely done, Marie
And they say 'Silence is Golden'. Good job.