A Naked Language
The heart is deceived by a muted tongue
That is bound by captivity...
A feeble voice- Uncertain wrong
Is divested of word's gravity...
Let my silence be stripped of a story,
A naked language barely heard,
Below the surface a deeper need
Damns the mind which bridges no word...
I told of nothing at all when I called,
So imprisoned was I by fear
That if I saw an open door
I would not trust it not to disappear...
The walls around have been tightly closing,
Pressing out the air from my lungs
Trapping myself within a building
Slowly vanishing from the horizon...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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