Least Read Poems About Silence
#silence
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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Silencing
Silence…
it hangs in the air
not willing to spare
anything for anyone
For it owns nothing
owns nothingness itself
a total lack of sound
echoing across the ground
Leaving me in silent emptiness
alone with all I dare not confess
it hangs in the air
not willing to spare
anything for anyone
For it owns nothing
owns nothingness itself
a total lack of sound
echoing across the ground
Leaving me in silent emptiness
alone with all I dare not confess
#silence
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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Poetry of Silence
It is the words I cannot hear
this feeling that is always near
my life remains a blank page
no matter how I seek to engage
With a tipsy turvy world
somehow still left unfurled
by the weight of every day
by these lines we dare not say
Meanwhile these secrets and lies
forge their own careless alibis
left to weather in the rain
steeped in loneliness and pain
For what am I now to do
when all my ink is a lonely blue
when all the stanzas I then write
drown in the deep sea of night
While my single...
this feeling that is always near
my life remains a blank page
no matter how I seek to engage
With a tipsy turvy world
somehow still left unfurled
by the weight of every day
by these lines we dare not say
Meanwhile these secrets and lies
forge their own careless alibis
left to weather in the rain
steeped in loneliness and pain
For what am I now to do
when all my ink is a lonely blue
when all the stanzas I then write
drown in the deep sea of night
While my single...
#silence
#confessional
#WritersBlock
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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Dead of Night
Silence has its very own
resonance
building upon itself
a reinforcing nothingness
Stealing the moment
arresting the mind
closing the jailhouse door
on the aural world
Till even a heartbeat
the vital breath
experience their death
in only a mere instant
Leaving just the hollow
the vacuum left behind
pregnant
yet barren
Vacant as a promise
discarded like litter
out a passing car...
resonance
building upon itself
a reinforcing nothingness
Stealing the moment
arresting the mind
closing the jailhouse door
on the aural world
Till even a heartbeat
the vital breath
experience their death
in only a mere instant
Leaving just the hollow
the vacuum left behind
pregnant
yet barren
Vacant as a promise
discarded like litter
out a passing car...
#death
#loneliness
#silence
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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
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The Company of Silence
As the morning again begins
to dawn
I sit upon the dewy lawn
with my ears perked
Trying with all my being
to hear, then to feel ...
what the silence does reveal
about my hustle bustle life
Sometimes it is lonely
a most longing sound
still bound to the pound
of an ever wounded heart
Other times it is strong
carrying me along
as I start the new day
start this age old quest
Striving to be my best
in each and every way
to be serious and true
in all that I...
to dawn
I sit upon the dewy lawn
with my ears perked
Trying with all my being
to hear, then to feel ...
what the silence does reveal
about my hustle bustle life
Sometimes it is lonely
a most longing sound
still bound to the pound
of an ever wounded heart
Other times it is strong
carrying me along
as I start the new day
start this age old quest
Striving to be my best
in each and every way
to be serious and true
in all that I...
#silence
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8 Comments
Silence
It rains down its own
subtle violence
drowns out the noise
delivers with such poise
yet...
silence is always heard
requiring not a word
subtle violence
drowns out the noise
delivers with such poise
yet...
silence is always heard
requiring not a word
#silence
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
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Silence
Why is it so dire
unnerving ...
this disquieting quiet
filling this emptiness
with a mum desperation
yet if the pin does drop
how many angels will scream
unnerving ...
this disquieting quiet
filling this emptiness
with a mum desperation
yet if the pin does drop
how many angels will scream
#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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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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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Silence