Least Read Poems About Silence
#silence
Silent Night Divinely
Explosive ciphers of glimmers,
Amid skylines,
Scaled letters of waves,
Tuned breezy curtains,
Whispers of silent nights,
Phantom love making,
Glance of seahorse,
Shimmers of fairy tales,
Debauched visions,
Needy survival’s stroke,
Illusive schemed of confidence
and a blizzard bliss,
Serene tears of happy trails,
Sleepless moon garnished,
Touch of fire….
Exquisite
Resistance,
Cherished Moans..
Persuasive,
Delightful,
Inclusiveness
Amid skylines,
Scaled letters of waves,
Tuned breezy curtains,
Whispers of silent nights,
Phantom love making,
Glance of seahorse,
Shimmers of fairy tales,
Debauched visions,
Needy survival’s stroke,
Illusive schemed of confidence
and a blizzard bliss,
Serene tears of happy trails,
Sleepless moon garnished,
Touch of fire….
Exquisite
Resistance,
Cherished Moans..
Persuasive,
Delightful,
Inclusiveness
#love
#romantic
#wind
#silence
#heaven
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Serenity
Brightly calm and engraved in
Nights of shades and colors,
Thunderstorms,
signs of cold temper,
meadowlands concealed to
Glance of shimmers,
The smell of ginger,
Cocoa and caramel,
Warm kisses,
Alludes coolness of flowers
Endowed sparkles of your eyes
Pierced into my soul and evoked a smile,
Our encounters on this floor,
Sacred,
As we contemplate
vibrations that our body radiates,
Signals of electric mind,
As we cuddle up,
falling asleep in each other’s gasp,
Nights of shades and colors,
Thunderstorms,
signs of cold temper,
meadowlands concealed to
Glance of shimmers,
The smell of ginger,
Cocoa and caramel,
Warm kisses,
Alludes coolness of flowers
Endowed sparkles of your eyes
Pierced into my soul and evoked a smile,
Our encounters on this floor,
Sacred,
As we contemplate
vibrations that our body radiates,
Signals of electric mind,
As we cuddle up,
falling asleep in each other’s gasp,
#love
#kindness
#silence #philosophical
#silence #philosophical
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8 Comments
THE CONSPIRACY CASE: PSYCHO-NOT!
Disposition of the Witness: I was a patient waiting to be attended in the ER Room. I saw with my eyes all the events that occurred since the victim entered the ER all the way until I never saw him again after he was assigned a room. But, this is what I, Cyndi Moone, heard and witnessed the head-doctor tell his student with my own ears and eyes:
If you can’t hear them,
Call it hallucinations.
Diagnose those who do hear
the voice of the underworld
As schizos and...
If you can’t hear them,
Call it hallucinations.
Diagnose those who do hear
the voice of the underworld
As schizos and...
#lies
#corruption
#evil
#silence
#MentalHealth
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The Shape Of Love
I love You is more than a composition,
An essay of intimacy of body,
mind and soul.
The purest of intention,
The incarnation of cravings,
Pierced our sensation.
Clinches
of You and Me.
In this equation,
Mathematicians,
Predictors
Of love’s maturity.
The universe
Of fascination,
The Gravitational display
Of passion,
Transcended
The shape of our love
Into reverie.
An essay of intimacy of body,
mind and soul.
The purest of intention,
The incarnation of cravings,
Pierced our sensation.
Clinches
of You and Me.
In this equation,
Mathematicians,
Predictors
Of love’s maturity.
The universe
Of fascination,
The Gravitational display
Of passion,
Transcended
The shape of our love
Into reverie.
#love
#dreams
#silence
#meditation
#passion
24 reads
11 Comments
Display of Silence
Walk the earth
A pittance paid
Bloodied coin ‘neath weeping sky
Praise
Praise upon lips
Hollow hymns in hollow halls
Songs sung
Yet the tongues do tremble
A tumultuous fire
A searing wail
The crack
The crack of lightning
A flash
A breath
Then silence
Silence
Of whispers long dead
Of prayers lost to time
Names blown
Blown
Like dust on the wind
A pittance paid
Bloodied coin ‘neath weeping sky
Praise
Praise upon lips
Hollow hymns in hollow halls
Songs sung
Yet the tongues do tremble
A tumultuous fire
A searing wail
The crack
The crack of lightning
A flash
A breath
Then silence
Silence
Of whispers long dead
Of prayers lost to time
Names blown
Blown
Like dust on the wind
#ghosts
#silence
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Unsaid
Choosing not to speak
the chunks of split sentences
become serrated.
I swallowed the words
severing my vocal cords,
drowning in silence.
the chunks of split sentences
become serrated.
I swallowed the words
severing my vocal cords,
drowning in silence.
#choices
#silence
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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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Rocks On The Pond
a smooth stone
a skip
a ripple wide
reflects the sky where thoughts reside
a quick touch a moments grace
disturbs the peace of time and space
one skip
two skips
one short flight
like dreams that fade in the light
each bounce
a choice
a path we take
a life unfolding
the ripples spread a gentle sway
affecting all along the way
a small act cast
a word we send
can touch a heart
the water stills
the ripples cease
a quiet calm
a moments peace
reflection clear...
a skip
a ripple wide
reflects the sky where thoughts reside
a quick touch a moments grace
disturbs the peace of time and space
one skip
two skips
one short flight
like dreams that fade in the light
each bounce
a choice
a path we take
a life unfolding
the ripples spread a gentle sway
affecting all along the way
a small act cast
a word we send
can touch a heart
the water stills
the ripples cease
a quiet calm
a moments peace
reflection clear...
#nature
#peace
#SelfReflection #silence
#SelfReflection #silence
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Shaped by Shadow, Touched by Flame
Beneath the heavens rent with crimson flare
Where wrathful fire danced a searing hymn
I stood amidst the blaze my spirit bare
And felt its touch consume me, limb by limb
Yet lo, the shadows coiled with dark embrace
Their whispered counsel deepened in my soul
They carved their mark a labyrinthine trace
And bade me rise anew complete and whole
O fire, thou art a cruel and mighty forge
Yet shadows craft the edges flame doth miss
Where searing tongues of gold and ember gorge
The shade bestows its fatal and silent kiss
...
Where wrathful fire danced a searing hymn
I stood amidst the blaze my spirit bare
And felt its touch consume me, limb by limb
Yet lo, the shadows coiled with dark embrace
Their whispered counsel deepened in my soul
They carved their mark a labyrinthine trace
And bade me rise anew complete and whole
O fire, thou art a cruel and mighty forge
Yet shadows craft the edges flame doth miss
Where searing tongues of gold and ember gorge
The shade bestows its fatal and silent kiss
...
#fire
#learning
#SelfReflection
#shadows
#silence
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Muted Life
A pane of glass separates me from the world. Not literal, though sometimes I wish it were. Easier to explain. This is a different kind of barrier. A film over my senses. The vibrant shades of life muted, the clamor of voices distant, like listening to a symphony through thick walls. I know it's there. I can feel the vibrations, a faint tremor of feeling. But the melody, the full richness of experience, is lost to me.
I watch people—their easy laughter, their intertwined hands, the way they lean into conversations, fully present. I see it all, catalog it, analyze it. Words form in...
I watch people—their easy laughter, their intertwined hands, the way they lean into conversations, fully present. I see it all, catalog it, analyze it. Words form in...
#identity
#separation
#silence
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Not At Peace, But Quiet (5-7-5)
Told
to
"shut
up
now!!!"
Selective
mutism
aged
four
Silent
for
a
year
by (and about) Jemia
to
"shut
up
now!!!"
Selective
mutism
aged
four
Silent
for
a
year
by (and about) Jemia
#childhood
#LifeAsAWriter
#MentalHealth #silence
#MentalHealth #silence
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Quiet Please
Silence
Is
The best way to connect with somebody.
Is
The best way to connect with somebody.
#silence
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Silence