Whistle!

Whistle! Oh, gentle song of life.
Speak and tell me which direction.

Whistle! Oh, that I may hear.
Does the heart not beat in tune?

Whistle! Oh, breeze of truth.
Will my sail ever catch wind?

Whistle! Oh, God or spirit.
Will the cyclone ever pass?

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Bellow! Oh, song of life.
Speak and tell me which direction!

Silence

Lost in a world of silence,
A place of intolerable solitude.
Amongst the midst of this dreary dream,
Your life begins to unravel.
While you sit in the darkest corner;
As every person and everything
Sits in silence and doesn’t wonder,
Who you are or what you think,
What you’re feeling or where you’ve been.
As the silence keeps on going
You retreat further into your corner.
The further you go, the more you realise,
That the silence is what hurts the most.

Broken World

Watch as the fragments
-----Break-----
Off of your perfect world.
Let your hand hold each piece
Of the disjointed harmony.
Listen to your mind strain
While you keep on
-----Trying-----
To fix your broken world,
Without the right tools.