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
15 reads
6 Comments
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
18 reads
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
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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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
37 reads
13 Comments
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
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2 Comments
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
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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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In My Arms
Come to bed and lay down your troubles for tomorrow.
Lay your head on my chest and listen to the sound.
It is as steady as my affection for.
Close your eyes and feel my lips brush upon your head.
Breath in the essence of me,
And find your calm.
When the sun rises. no one knows what it will bring.
But come to me.
In this bed.
In these arms.
And take my peace.
Lay your head on my chest and listen to the sound.
It is as steady as my affection for.
Close your eyes and feel my lips brush upon your head.
Breath in the essence of me,
And find your calm.
When the sun rises. no one knows what it will bring.
But come to me.
In this bed.
In these arms.
And take my peace.
#meditation
#peace
#silence
51 reads
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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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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
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Silence