Cost Of Clamor

Decades have passed

Nothing has changed

Screams remain

As the commodities change



Where can I find in this clamor?

Cost of Silence

Scared and stammers

Murmers of a heart



As we finally meet again

In the midst of burning commotion

A void is felt, yet again



Something of a larger significance

Is lost behind the consequence

Is that a mirror?

Or am I its reflection



A stranger with my semblance

Hiding behind my resemblance

Stays within my house

And he shares my spouse



Finding myself yet lost again

As I hear the silence keenly moan

Existence is a relative term

That provokes a million thoughts unknown



Ideas, theories, brain waves, perceptions

All based on a common conception

Dreams are there or are they really there?

A belief that is yet to ravel



  

NICK KLER

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