the voice

I am the voice of the past
a malady, screaming in aghast

I am the voice of the dark
a radiance, dimming the spark

I am the voice of the silence
a turmoil, hiding the absence

I am the voice of the hope
a failure, hard to grope

I am the voice of the light
a shade, in the distant sight

I am the voice of the pain
a delight, cheering the vain

I am the voice of the weak
a muscle, flexing as I speak

I am the voice of the smile
a whimper, tasting the vile

I am the voice of the shadow
a crystal, veiling the hollow



19th June'10 3:35 am