The sun releases her scorching smiles,

And her thundering rays smear abruptly

Echoing into the eardrum of the world

Reaching from a far fearful forest 

Unknown to the magic of all fortune seekers.

The sound of silent screamers spike

Into the deafened ears of the jungle

And boom; its planted bomb explodes

Piercing in the wave of soundless swings.

Like the tintinnabulation of wind chimes

Blowing into the roaming breeze–

The solemn sound of silence

Rings like church bells on Sunday mornings.

Creating sweat in the hearts of the stars.

Like those flapping sounds

Created by those meandering bare feet

Touring the four walls of an empty tent

The storming winds of silence

Mesmerizes the memories of sane souls.

Reminiscing—

From where evolved such scenes of silence

Or from silent womb surface such?

This is a blinded fact days after today…

Kwaghkule Aondonengen Jacob is an Awarded Nigerian poet. His poems appear at Praxis Magazine, Indian Periodical, Poemify Magazine, The Best of Africa Magazine and elsewhere. He is a student of English and Literary Studies at Federal University, Wukari, Taraba State, Nigeria.

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