Strength Starts Silently
A Tautogram about sorrow, survival, and slow hope.
Silent skies stretch slowly,
Shadows sliding softly,
Stars shimmering, scattering silver sparks.
Sleepless souls stare skyward,
Searching sense, seeking solace,
Surrendering sorrow, suppressing scars.
***
Storms stir stubborn sadness,
Still strength survives suffering.
Shattered spirits steadily stand,
Stepping surely, staying steadfast.
Small smiles spark suddenly,
Softening solid sorrow,
Saving souls slipping silently.
***
Sunrise spreads sacred streams,
Shining stability, serenity, safety.
Souls strengthened, stories stitched,
Scars symbolizing survival, not surrender.
Steps stay steady, spirits soar,
Since strength starts silently,
Slowly, sincerely, someday.
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Thank you for taking a moment to sit with these lines.
This piece began as a simple reflection on silence and strength, and slowly transformed into an experiment in form. I appreciate you reading not just the words, but the intention behind them. If something here resonated with you, even quietly, then the poem has done its work.
Aarsh Malik
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Aarsh Malik
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Comments (4)
Powerful. LOVE IT
Well done! A beautiful read and message 😊
I would say this experiment worked out great. I had to remind myself it was a tautogram.
Well-wrought! Many mistake power for strength, for they know not this truth which silence speaks.