"Unspoken Words" is like a secret painting of feelings. It shows how some things are not said out loud but are still important. Just like birds hide in their nests, some words hide in our hearts. This art teaches us that sometimes keeping things quiet can be really strong and safe.
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Have you seen my mood before?
Have you seen my eyes when I'm in it?
Have you seen me when I'm lost in thought?
When my eyes shut their lids to the world
And my mouth stitch, just so I can't talk
My ears are blocked, too
Because I'm taking heels on what will steal me or my confidence
But in this mood, I'm engrossed with the unspoken words; my unspoken words
Words, hidden like the ram beside the flower
Words, hidden to detach me from rain that makes me muddy,
Words, hidden like the birds to their eggs, in their nest.
Those words that define me; my personality
I live in a world,
Where your broken words are used against you,
Words you detailed in the dark lit room,
Words you said without letting the walls
Hear your words or see your lips move,
Words you pour with a broken heart,
Are mended outside the room
To the hearing of the walls,
To you, too; to create mockery and humour
Problem shared, they say, is a problem solved.
But no, a problem shared is a problem reshared
In mockery, in humour, and rumour
To your face to create more fizzle of problems, shame and regrets.
My unspoken words,
Are like hidden treasures
They've saved me
From this mockery, humour and broken hearts.
Original poem written by Jennifer Philip and performed by Patrick Nwachukwu β’ original painting & animation by Patrick Nwachukwu