where do sounds go

by damommza & sunovawot

where do sounds go, after they flee,
from pain and shattered dreams?
like little bubbles of despair
filled with tiny screams

do they land in other places
or attach to people’s clothes
do they linger round your collar
and just sit upon your nose

are they the creaking in the night
the sound upon the stair
the door slowly unlocking
when you know there’s no one there

are they the coffee mug that clinks
and fills another cup
the sound of sipping dark, hot brew
when only you are up

the question is a troubling one
though most seem not to care
they’ll tell you noise is nothing but
vibrations in the air

yet after all this maundering
between us, me and you
where do the dead sounds wander
I haven’t got a clue

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  1. damommza

     /  September 21, 2015

    This is totally a creepy, moody poem with a terrific ending!! 😀 😀

  2. I like it! My mom used to say to us kids, “Your words will come back to you!” and your poem is kind of how I imagined it would happen. (second verse) Hee- hee.
    And, she was right.

  3. I think they get lost in my mind …. (nothing but empty space in their) 😉


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