The Silent Soul

On that day my soul grew silent
Remembering many nameless, quiet storms  
It was violent.
I crave the hush, heated Harlem
By the grave, I saw the storms
That silent…
Silent sweeping…
I found another silent soul
Like that he was gone
Gone like the wind.
By the grave, I saw the towers
In a kingdom full of rain showers.
Somewhat louder than the rock and roll
When I thought of the soul.
Death shall bring sorrow
And the soul never boring
It was roaring.
That dead, dead booming
Only this and a harmony
Deep into that darkness chatting
I discovered the souls
I crave the soul, the silent soul.

By the grave, I saw the individuals
The harmony brought such sorrow
After I fell for someone
Who fell for somebody else.
My heart shattered
I think “What did I do wrong?”
Nothing you just loved the wrong person
The soul he is Back?
For good this time
Something was different
He was happy!
That moment my soul grew back