The Voice Within ( Part 1 )

along with the freezing blow of the passing wind
a heart, broken and shattered now i hold to mend
echoes overflow from everything i keep shall i send
as i serenade the song of love that i cannot defend
for all the reason that ponders and lingers trough time
the voice within whispers the meaning of its rhyme
words longed and desire to be free though unspoken
sought to enfold the fantasy in a dream of love unforsaken
embracing time spent in memories that have been gone
emptied my eyes from tears of moments that were done
a soul-crippling out from the bottom of my heart so frail
in a weak voice softly creaming out what was lost and fail
i turned and gazed at every step i come to leave behind
subdued, heart sober and sigh yet not a trace to ever find
like the sand of time that flows through the clear glass
the last drop ends it all with words whispered in silent cuss
hear the voice from within beholding all the silence forlorn
wanting to cast the shadows of agony behind and be born
to a new beginning of hope with so much faith to live again
breathe the air of life once more without regrets and refrain
set and let go of the silent whispers to echo through the air
and never to hold back the cause of all the pain and despair
for everything in life could end the same and nothing is fair
so to learn and exist and live along with prayers i whisper
each day i moved on and seek a place in the heart to belong
and vowed to forever stay where i can sing my sweetest song
so the wailing stops and words in rhyme be whispered again
without constraint, a heart and a soul endure without disdain
voice within me roars like thunder in the air that only i can hear
and lightning strikes burning my heart in flames only i can bear
in deafening silence, the loud whispers were echoing through
so i hold back my breath and let the time pass as the wind blew
i stand steadfast with time in my dreams and hopes in prayer
to wake each morning in hues within the silence much greater
than the brightness of reality left to live among the pretenders
let this voice within shout out from the deepest with splendors


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About suzette portes san jose

ABOUT THE AUTHOR SUZETTE PORTES SAN JOSE She was born and raised in Cebu City, spent her elementary years at Stella Maris School, Franciscan Missionary Sisters at Mabolo, Banilad, Cebu City and her high school years at the University of San Carlos Girls High School, Holy Spirit Sisters. She went to college at the University of San Carlos, SVD Priest in Cebu City, Philippines. She is a University half scholar from high school to college. She was born with a passion for writing and living in her art forms. She started writing online in 2013. She now has joined 18 book anthologies from 2015 to 2019. Each of her poems is written with her painting as visuals and is now appearing internationally, namely in the United States, Canada, United Kingdom, India, and the Philippines. She is also a recipient of multiple awards for her ARTworks and Literary works. She was awarded Poet of the Year in 2017 by one of the prestigious poetry site Destiny Poets International Community of Poets UK. Also, a regular contributor to GloMag a monthly issued magazine in India. She has also published her 2 narrative poem Chapbook book "As The Wind Blows" and "Whispering Silence" in the 10 part series. She has also done her first-authored book "The Dawning" along with other books Isle of Words and Colors Vol 1 "Footprints from Every Waks of Life", Isles of Words and Colors Vol. 2 "Journey to the New Horizon" and Kirky’s Adventure Vol.1. Now coming up with Isle of Words and Colors Vol. 3 "At The Rainbows End" and her 2nd book "Whisperings". It has always been her dream to leave her legacy as a fulfilled artist and for her next generation to follow her footsteps. A dream comes true. Thank you, Kirk Dominic (granddaughter) Wilyam Gabriel SJ Reyes (grandson) and Angelito Portes San Jose (only son) for dreams that came to reality.

4 thoughts on “The Voice Within ( Part 1 )

    1. suzette portes san jose Post author

      “ambitiously wrought work” a hitting word that inspires…see you on my part ll “silent words” and thank you so much dear admin Louis…

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