Silence Poems
#silence
Silence poems, moving poetry about serenity and the absence of sound. Poignant, tranquil, and powerful poems about silence.
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 5:04am
12th Dec 2024 5:04am
Vermin
I sit in silence
quiet as a church mouse
while inside my head (mind)
other rodents run amok
noisily gnawing at my sanity
swallowing all but my vanity.
Today,unlike others,for some unknown reason
even the noisy ones bring some peace.
They are just doing what rodents do
nothing more,nothing less.
They deserve a smile and some love.
They take both and leave,
just needed someone to love them.
We all do.
quiet as a church mouse
while inside my head (mind)
other rodents run amok
noisily gnawing at my sanity
swallowing all but my vanity.
Today,unlike others,for some unknown reason
even the noisy ones bring some peace.
They are just doing what rodents do
nothing more,nothing less.
They deserve a smile and some love.
They take both and leave,
just needed someone to love them.
We all do.
#silence
40 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
21st Nov 2024 1:59pm
21st Nov 2024 1:59pm
Faded photography
when I wasn't born yet
didn't have a face
can only have one face who is
who stays and remains like hate
like fear and oblivion
faces exist to be forgotten.
when I have died
I won't have a face
could only have one face
for who would be
nothing will remain
like desire or the body
faces that existed
and were forgotten.
the face I have is perishable
is soluble in water
sublimates into the air.
didn't have a face
can only have one face who is
who stays and remains like hate
like fear and oblivion
faces exist to be forgotten.
when I have died
I won't have a face
could only have one face
for who would be
nothing will remain
like desire or the body
faces that existed
and were forgotten.
the face I have is perishable
is soluble in water
sublimates into the air.
#beauty
#identity
#lies
#SelfReflection
#silence
68 reads
8 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 2:10pm
18th Nov 2024 2:10pm
playing within
When the lights are dim
and the crowd’s all gone
keep the game alive
play on and on.
No need for a stage
or a roaring cheer
the heart of the game
is always here.
In the silence,
moves are made
passes thrown
in a hidden parade.
Invisible victories
unseen sweat
chasing dreams
with no regret.
Under the stars
with no eyes to see.
The spirit of play runs
wild and free.
Every shot a whisper
every goal a ghost.
In the quiet night
you’re playing the...
and the crowd’s all gone
keep the game alive
play on and on.
No need for a stage
or a roaring cheer
the heart of the game
is always here.
In the silence,
moves are made
passes thrown
in a hidden parade.
Invisible victories
unseen sweat
chasing dreams
with no regret.
Under the stars
with no eyes to see.
The spirit of play runs
wild and free.
Every shot a whisper
every goal a ghost.
In the quiet night
you’re playing the...
#fire
#identity
#silence
#water
#WritingPoetry
63 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 8:30pm
17th Nov 2024 8:30pm
Do Not Disturb
silence.
respect
my
wishes
respect
my
wishes
#conflict
#minimalist
#silence
54 reads
7 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
16th Nov 2024 10:35pm
16th Nov 2024 10:35pm
Coup(unseen)
Coup(unseen)
There was a coup unseen
In beautiful Myanmar
Democracy ruined by a junta
Coup de tat sounds kinda nice
Till the bullet tears an innocent
Soul open
Happened two years ago
But the world hasn’t noticed
Too busy with invasions and
covid and disinformation
Half a world away
On the other side
What we don’t see
We don’t seem to feel
They are wanting the same things
We’re really not that different
Not the same customs or culture
But deep inside crack us open
And...
There was a coup unseen
In beautiful Myanmar
Democracy ruined by a junta
Coup de tat sounds kinda nice
Till the bullet tears an innocent
Soul open
Happened two years ago
But the world hasn’t noticed
Too busy with invasions and
covid and disinformation
Half a world away
On the other side
What we don’t see
We don’t seem to feel
They are wanting the same things
We’re really not that different
Not the same customs or culture
But deep inside crack us open
And...
#apocalypse
#shadows
#silence
#suffering
#tragedy
49 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
16th Nov 2024 4:11pm
16th Nov 2024 4:11pm
Check The Bishops Mate!
An arch bishop of Canterbury,
did not tell
Of John Smyth, who came from
some place in hell
Who regularly abused
young boys
Yet Justin Welby
made the choice
Of withholding evidence,
which deserves time in jail!
by Jemia
did not tell
Of John Smyth, who came from
some place in hell
Who regularly abused
young boys
Yet Justin Welby
made the choice
Of withholding evidence,
which deserves time in jail!
by Jemia
#abuse
#HumanRights
#morality
#prison
#silence
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AltairEndian
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 6:39pm
15th Nov 2024 6:39pm
A home always with me
I realized this evening
That wherever I will live
Wherever I will go
Whatever I will do
I have a home always with me
This home is my body
And when I just sit and let thoughts and feelings come and go
Then increasingly I feel at home inside myself
In the physical feelings
And the very fulfilling practice of doing nothing at all
They say all of the problems of man
Come from him or her not being able to be
Alone in a room with his thoughts for 30 minutes
But consequently
If you train yourself to...
That wherever I will live
Wherever I will go
Whatever I will do
I have a home always with me
This home is my body
And when I just sit and let thoughts and feelings come and go
Then increasingly I feel at home inside myself
In the physical feelings
And the very fulfilling practice of doing nothing at all
They say all of the problems of man
Come from him or her not being able to be
Alone in a room with his thoughts for 30 minutes
But consequently
If you train yourself to...
#silence
52 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 1:09pm
15th Nov 2024 1:09pm
The Scoundrel Republic
Neo-Confederate MAGA
has made it very clear
as when Chickamauga
made freedom cost quite dear.
And now we know what they want most
is to fuck some daughter,
paid for by an oligarch host...
who by ruse had got her.
Thus we learn that their culture war
is bogus on its face
when they as well want sex and more
and so to kids give chase...
to have them serve as demimonde
or courtesan of old
whose virgin trust soon forms a bond...
as sex slaves bought and sold.
has made it very clear
as when Chickamauga
made freedom cost quite dear.
And now we know what they want most
is to fuck some daughter,
paid for by an oligarch host...
who by ruse had got her.
Thus we learn that their culture war
is bogus on its face
when they as well want sex and more
and so to kids give chase...
to have them serve as demimonde
or courtesan of old
whose virgin trust soon forms a bond...
as sex slaves bought and sold.
#manipulation
#silence
#vulnerability
84 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 9:30pm
14th Nov 2024 9:30pm
The U.S.S. Tyrannic
People knew just how stupid things could get
then proceeded to vote that way again
so all their ballots could aid and abet
the greater evil and his toady men
now mandate confident with sucker votes
for double down syndrome bloviation
insisting on lies, or at best misquotes,
to finish off a once mighty nation
full of dipshits he knew would never learn
due to multivariate addictions
and subsequent lack of public concern
in the joint space of shared afflictions...
all tarred and feathered as communism
since private...
then proceeded to vote that way again
so all their ballots could aid and abet
the greater evil and his toady men
now mandate confident with sucker votes
for double down syndrome bloviation
insisting on lies, or at best misquotes,
to finish off a once mighty nation
full of dipshits he knew would never learn
due to multivariate addictions
and subsequent lack of public concern
in the joint space of shared afflictions...
all tarred and feathered as communism
since private...
#greed
#hypocrisy
#lies
#manipulation
#silence
175 reads
8 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 2:20pm
13th Nov 2024 2:20pm
I still love remembering you.
I want to know
if you heard...
If you know what the scar tastes like
that your voice placed in my soul.
Maybe we even dream,
the same dream...
Maybe you'll call me from above
from the mountains of your dream...
A subtle bitterness, your name loaded
on cold lonely nights.
I feel the weight of time, endless,
dragging every worn memory.
In the dark silence of the bowels,
an echo resonates, empty and lost.
A deep, never-ending tiredness
marks of a love
that was never called love.
The words we always...
if you heard...
If you know what the scar tastes like
that your voice placed in my soul.
Maybe we even dream,
the same dream...
Maybe you'll call me from above
from the mountains of your dream...
A subtle bitterness, your name loaded
on cold lonely nights.
I feel the weight of time, endless,
dragging every worn memory.
In the dark silence of the bowels,
an echo resonates, empty and lost.
A deep, never-ending tiredness
marks of a love
that was never called love.
The words we always...
#illness
#lover
#lust
#passion
#silence
99 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
4th Nov 2024 7:31pm
4th Nov 2024 7:31pm
Frosty Autumn Leaves
In our minds your memory burns bright
Gone too soon, laid to rest, eternally
The autumn leaves and frost
Decorate your absence
Memories of happiness
Memories of love
Long, winding roads led you home
Led us on different paths
Tangled like branches
Lost in the sound of silence
Your memory lives on in the autumn leaves and frost
Silence
You live on
Gone too soon, laid to rest, eternally
The autumn leaves and frost
Decorate your absence
Memories of happiness
Memories of love
Long, winding roads led you home
Led us on different paths
Tangled like branches
Lost in the sound of silence
Your memory lives on in the autumn leaves and frost
Silence
You live on
#fall
#graveyard
#memories
#silence
#snow
76 reads
6 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
4th Nov 2024 5:27pm
4th Nov 2024 5:27pm
An Unnatural Quiet
They come, they come, shadows cold and sly
That dance in silence, mocking as they flit
A host unseen, with thousand unseen eyes
And each one fixed upon my shivering wit
O silent fiends, why creep ye through my cell?
Is’t not enough my mind’s become thy prey?
Ye slither, lurk, and fester—yet none tell
What foul delight or purpose bids you stay
Hark! They do whisper, low and serpent-sweet
Their voices coil within the breathless gloom
“Come nearer, fool, where light and shadow meet,
And touch the edge of thy eternal doom.”...
That dance in silence, mocking as they flit
A host unseen, with thousand unseen eyes
And each one fixed upon my shivering wit
O silent fiends, why creep ye through my cell?
Is’t not enough my mind’s become thy prey?
Ye slither, lurk, and fester—yet none tell
What foul delight or purpose bids you stay
Hark! They do whisper, low and serpent-sweet
Their voices coil within the breathless gloom
“Come nearer, fool, where light and shadow meet,
And touch the edge of thy eternal doom.”...
#dark
#home
#monsters
#shadows
#silence
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