Female Fusion by Noberto Cisneros of Cisneros Designs
THE SILENCE OF SORROW
Norberto FrancoCisneros
cisnart@q.com
You left last night with your violin
Your eyes were red and teary
You looked back once at me and
Just as quickly
Closed the door.
I had no chance to speak,
But then, hadn’t we said it all
Our fall came not from lack of love
But rather from too much.
I’ll miss your violin playing
Flailing at the demons not seen
Straining the strings with despair
As when our daughter died
As you walked out the door
We didn’t speak
It wasn’t necessary for
Contrary to our forced feelings
We carried on with
Painful hurts in
Our hearts.
You left with your violin and
Didn’t speak
I stayed and
Couldn’t either.
‘Our fall came not from lack of love
But rather from too much’.
What depth, and beauty….such an honor that you shared your poetry with us.
Bert, He has gifted you with a thinking soul…and that is such a rarity thesedays..
This was simply beautiful.
Thank you for sharing, and I have also added an image of your wonderful art work to go along with the poem.
Stunning!
Hugs, peace,
Ansul.