Deafening Murmur

I can feel when I’m here…

When the silent breeze 

brushes weary face
And whispers something, 

you never wished to hear
Aging in the solitude, 

the news it breaks

With a deafening murmur,

head goes between the knees

and what comes up, 

is a smiling face
a masking smile,
for the world to share