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Ashes of Silence

A Cry Against Chains

By AramPublished 6 months ago 1 min read

The night is heavy with forgotten screams,

shadows of martyrs walk through my dreams.

A broken land, yet hearts still burn,

from every grave, revolutions return.

Tears fall, but not from defeat,

they water the soil beneath our feet.

The blood of the poor, the sweat of the brave,

writes freedom’s song on every grave.

O tyrant, your throne is built on dust,

your crown will shatter, your weapons will rust.

The children of tomorrow will rise and say,

"We broke your chains, we lit the day."

Grief is our weapon, hope is our flame,

your silence will bow to the power of name.

For every wound, a banner will rise,

for every loss, a thousand cries.

We are the storm, we are the rain,

from ashes of silence, freedom will reign.

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About the Creator

Aram

I write what hides behind silence—poetry, stories, and reflections that reveal the unseen. Words are my masks, and truth is my canvas.

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  • Sandy Gillman6 months ago

    Such a fierce and moving piece, full of both sorrow and hope.

  • A Pen

    Growing up I loved to write. I wrote stories and series for myself and it would be pages among pages of hand written stories or books. I remember I had written 500 pages of a book more than ten years ago that I still open and edit. All of these were handwritten first. I would use a paper pad and a pen. I was was always very picky when it came to using the writing equipment. My journal has a specific pen I use otherwise it feels like I had committed a crime. I once bought a Swarovski pen specially for my leather journal. The weight of it was perfect, but I had written with smoother pens before. Yet, this pen reminded me that I can sparkle too because of course it had Swarovski crystals in it. I kept it in a box that I would take out every time I journaled. This was not my favorite pen though. The easiest pen I have ever used was from a company that you could purchase from Chapters/Indigo. It was called poppin because they had used bright, fun, colors to make writing supplies wonderful. I remember the first time I used it. I was in university and was in need of very good pens because I did not have a reliable laptop to carry to my classes. I picked up the box I bought and picked one out of the box. I took the little gel bead off the top that blocks the ink. I placed it on the paper and it started to flow, it was the most pleasant feeling I felt in a long time. As soon as it touched the paper the pen wanted to write more, it wrote so smoothly I immediately hid the other pens back into my backpack so no one could “borrow” it we all know that meant you were never seeing that pen again. The ink was deliciously smooth writing across my notebook. I wanted to keep going even after I was done. I started doodling and found joy in writing again. That’s how much a pen can change your day. I know it’s such an adult thing to say. I wrote with other pens too such as the frixion pens because an erasable pen that actually erases. All that’s left is the indent on the page how ingenious! I remember in elementary they were “erasable” but you could still see remnants of blue on the page and if you wrote on top of it, it looked sloppy.

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