Silence Poems
#silence
Silence poems, moving poetry about serenity and the absence of sound. Poignant, tranquil, and powerful poems about silence.
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Joylyn
Joylyn
Poem Published
16th Nov 2023 5:15am
16th Nov 2023 5:15am
Please Whisper
Not everyone wakes up
this early in the morning
so please whisper for awhile
until it stops the snoring.
Please be quiet if you can
you’re all being way too loud
lower your noisy voices
don’t make another sound!
Just keep it down a little longer
don't clink the coffee pot
please close the door quietly
before you wake it up!
You’re starting to drive me crazy
oh dang, I hear it getting out of bed
now you’ve really done it
you should have listened to what I said.
this early in the morning
so please whisper for awhile
until it stops the snoring.
Please be quiet if you can
you’re all being way too loud
lower your noisy voices
don’t make another sound!
Just keep it down a little longer
don't clink the coffee pot
please close the door quietly
before you wake it up!
You’re starting to drive me crazy
oh dang, I hear it getting out of bed
now you’ve really done it
you should have listened to what I said.
#family
#silence
#sleep #WritingPoetry
#sleep #WritingPoetry
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ClearmindedVillain
Poem Published
24th Oct 2023 2:57am
24th Oct 2023 2:57am
Stance Standing Or Sitting Still
Absorbing the good things.
Confident in this path I’m placed.
Similar if not worse some have already faced.
Up moving in the direction I’ve known all along.
No longer do I ever ask what It takes .
I know what to do.
Better than what was ever done before.
No need for me to break out of this calmness. Time sits still to remember how I got here. Grateful I remain forever.
Confident in this path I’m placed.
Similar if not worse some have already faced.
Up moving in the direction I’ve known all along.
No longer do I ever ask what It takes .
I know what to do.
Better than what was ever done before.
No need for me to break out of this calmness. Time sits still to remember how I got here. Grateful I remain forever.
#silence
#myself
#LifeCycle #meditation
#LifeCycle #meditation
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Madcinder
Poem Published
5th Oct 2023 8:18pm
5th Oct 2023 8:18pm
Radio Silence
When the quiet night gets you down.
You always like to take a walk in town.
Where you see young lovers walk around.
Holding hands and singing to the clouds.
You return home alone and you are found.
Sitting on your own without a sound.
There’s nobody in here to take you out.
So you turn to what always makes you feel drowned.
In the radio silence, the static takes your hand.
It carries you to islands covered in golden sand.
Oh, oh, radio silence, who’s coming through?
Carries along and holds on to you.
Drift in the...
You always like to take a walk in town.
Where you see young lovers walk around.
Holding hands and singing to the clouds.
You return home alone and you are found.
Sitting on your own without a sound.
There’s nobody in here to take you out.
So you turn to what always makes you feel drowned.
In the radio silence, the static takes your hand.
It carries you to islands covered in golden sand.
Oh, oh, radio silence, who’s coming through?
Carries along and holds on to you.
Drift in the...
#loneliness
#silence
#music
#lyrics
#support
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adagio
Poem Published
30th Sep 2023 1:23pm
30th Sep 2023 1:23pm
Serrated Echoes
From dark's intimacy breaking twilight
loneliness of a wilted broken flower
with uninvited voices on my pillow
listening to the serrated echoes
of the narcissistic cellos murmuring
with what remains of the carnal apple
as my soul bleeds out on torn pages
from dark's intimacy breaking twilight
loneliness of a wilted broken flower
with uninvited voices on my pillow
listening to the serrated echoes
of the narcissistic cellos murmuring
with what remains of the carnal apple
as my soul bleeds out on torn pages
from dark's intimacy breaking twilight
#lies
#silence
#hypocrisy
#philosophical
#manipulation
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jmerrick73
Poem Published
30th Sep 2023 7:26am
30th Sep 2023 7:26am
Out of sight, Out of mind
You think people forget about you now.
Just wait till after you're dead.
OUT OF SIGHT, OUT OF MIND.
That's the way it's always been.
Family and friends will forget all about your ass as well.
You think "Oh not my family and friends."
Yes. Your family and friends.
It's inevitable.
OUT OF SIGHT, OUT OF MIND.
From the time the funerals over and grave is covered with dirt.
The headstone is placed, the flowers are placed.
Briefly there is a time of pain and hurt.
Then the process of starting your job...
Just wait till after you're dead.
OUT OF SIGHT, OUT OF MIND.
That's the way it's always been.
Family and friends will forget all about your ass as well.
You think "Oh not my family and friends."
Yes. Your family and friends.
It's inevitable.
OUT OF SIGHT, OUT OF MIND.
From the time the funerals over and grave is covered with dirt.
The headstone is placed, the flowers are placed.
Briefly there is a time of pain and hurt.
Then the process of starting your job...
#dark
#lies
#shadows
#silence
#TruthOfLife
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cabcool
Poem Published
28th Sep 2023 9:58pm
28th Sep 2023 9:58pm
the silent word
"Open your mouth only if what you are going to say is more
beautiful than the silence."—Author Unknown
there are some things i dare not say,
for they may pierce too deep
the heart on which their burdens weigh,
when conscience tries to sleep.
let silent inks be golden streams
that flow from gilead
to counteract the verbal screams
...
beautiful than the silence."—Author Unknown
there are some things i dare not say,
for they may pierce too deep
the heart on which their burdens weigh,
when conscience tries to sleep.
let silent inks be golden streams
that flow from gilead
to counteract the verbal screams
...
#strength
#silence
#WritingPoetry #PowerOfWords
#WritingPoetry #PowerOfWords
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ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
25th Sep 2023 10:21pm
25th Sep 2023 10:21pm
Over the wall
It was you
who called me home,
the thread,
a quiet tug,
a knocking on the wall of it,
a single nail scratched down the fortress,
it was you who called to Nyx,
to Lilith through the divide
and so I clambered over quietly
to once more see the light.
who called me home,
the thread,
a quiet tug,
a knocking on the wall of it,
a single nail scratched down the fortress,
it was you who called to Nyx,
to Lilith through the divide
and so I clambered over quietly
to once more see the light.
#home
#night
#silence
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adagio
Poem Published
25th Sep 2023 1:00pm
25th Sep 2023 1:00pm
It's What It Is
Come to me with the falling of leaves
in it's what it is of beautiful serenity
nature's catharsis of pure breathes
as the silence of my thoughts retrieve
and hermits of the Elms find Jeeves
among the environs of coral reefs
in photo buckets cascading sheaves
in it's what it is of beautiful serenity
nature's catharsis of pure breathes
as the silence of my thoughts retrieve
and hermits of the Elms find Jeeves
among the environs of coral reefs
in photo buckets cascading sheaves
#inspirational
#silence
#nature
64 reads
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KrystalG
Poem Published
13th Sep 2023 4:43am
13th Sep 2023 4:43am
Breathe Slow Dear
Sit silently, my dear
Just breathe
There are no worries here
Let your mind slow
Just take this moment too...
Sit silently, my dear
This is your safe space
To relax and express
There are no worries here
Watch this energy
Take a hold, as you...
Sit silently, my dear
To enjoy for a while
This soothing energy
There are no worries here
Calming the child deeply
Oh, so deep within
Sit silently, my dear
There are no worries here...
Just breathe
There are no worries here
Let your mind slow
Just take this moment too...
Sit silently, my dear
This is your safe space
To relax and express
There are no worries here
Watch this energy
Take a hold, as you...
Sit silently, my dear
To enjoy for a while
This soothing energy
There are no worries here
Calming the child deeply
Oh, so deep within
Sit silently, my dear
There are no worries here...
#silence
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Sukisushicrown
Poem Published
11th Sep 2023 8:37pm
11th Sep 2023 8:37pm
88%
88 percent of women,would agree that they do a lot of people pleasing. Much more than men.
Honestly,that behaviour is so crazy.
At a point,women still think that they are free.
Women,conform too their environment;
How they look.
How they smell.
How they should feel.
88 percent of women,are still grieving
about the hatred of them,by men,throughout history.
©SukiSushiCrown.11/09/2023
Honestly,that behaviour is so crazy.
At a point,women still think that they are free.
Women,conform too their environment;
How they look.
How they smell.
How they should feel.
88 percent of women,are still grieving
about the hatred of them,by men,throughout history.
©SukiSushiCrown.11/09/2023
#hate
#lies
#silence
#TruthOfLife
#hypocrisy
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adagio
Poem Published
8th Sep 2023 3:39pm
8th Sep 2023 3:39pm
Dawn of Pushpins
Bleeding the rain streaking the window pane red.
In your hands, my soul, in solemn nights. Strings of a
cello chastising my melancholia from the quill of the
Apothecary as the powder of dust rubs off onto
my grave. Leaving a scent of hysteria chained to the
inkwell, with the lusting of a sentimental fool.
Mourning the dawn of pushpins and shadows of
Hydrangeas on my wall. Listening to insomnia
clinging to my insanity. Thinking I heard the canary
fall.
In your hands, my soul, in solemn nights. Strings of a
cello chastising my melancholia from the quill of the
Apothecary as the powder of dust rubs off onto
my grave. Leaving a scent of hysteria chained to the
inkwell, with the lusting of a sentimental fool.
Mourning the dawn of pushpins and shadows of
Hydrangeas on my wall. Listening to insomnia
clinging to my insanity. Thinking I heard the canary
fall.
#dark
#shadows
#silence #emptiness
#silence #emptiness
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Zenman
Mo Edwards
Mo Edwards
Poem Published
7th Sep 2023 6:23am
7th Sep 2023 6:23am
Autumn
walking...
still walking
the autumn wind
Santoka Taneda
something born
alone I wander
so many moons ago
beneath this earth
autumn leaves my blanket
still walking
the autumn wind
Santoka Taneda
something born
alone I wander
so many moons ago
beneath this earth
autumn leaves my blanket
#loneliness
#death
#silence
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