Silence Poems
#silence
Silence poems, moving poetry about serenity and the absence of sound. Poignant, tranquil, and powerful poems about silence.
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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Don't let time fool you
Another night and all I can do is sit & be silent
Silence has become my life filter
I figure if you can't deal with them, then deal with yourself
If you can't deal with yourself, then do the best you can
Not to let time fool you into doing something stupid
Like living forever
Like giving in and stopping your heart
Like going to them and looking for some part of yourself
I can tell you
It doesn't exist
Silence has become my life filter
I figure if you can't deal with them, then deal with yourself
If you can't deal with yourself, then do the best you can
Not to let time fool you into doing something stupid
Like living forever
Like giving in and stopping your heart
Like going to them and looking for some part of yourself
I can tell you
It doesn't exist
#identity
#philosophical
#SelfReflection #silence
#SelfReflection #silence
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Silence Beckons Me
I can't believe your lying there
Silent,
my tears can't cry
You left the life we shared
Endless days after you died
Stars glisten in the night
Please come back to me
I need a sign from you
I miss you, can't you see
One last look at you
As I think back to our lives
I touch your face
Where your spirit lies
They close the coffin
I can't accept your gone
I'll see you on the other side
Silence beckons me, life carries on
Silent,
my tears can't cry
You left the life we shared
Endless days after you died
Stars glisten in the night
Please come back to me
I need a sign from you
I miss you, can't you see
One last look at you
As I think back to our lives
I touch your face
Where your spirit lies
They close the coffin
I can't accept your gone
I'll see you on the other side
Silence beckons me, life carries on
#death
#IMissYou
#loneliness
#lover
#silence
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Espresso’s Caffeine _ with "Adagio"
a sensual passing with espresso's caffeine
drifting in warmth to a divine paradise
death's little silence and innuendos
rapt by clouds into a euphoric quietus
where angels merge into intimate sleep
cradled with melodies of a sweet embrace
and nature's strings as oboes wing
closing eyes in sedating solace
with unquenchable espresso's caffeine
drifting in warmth to a divine paradise
death's little silence and innuendos
rapt by clouds into a euphoric quietus
where angels merge into intimate sleep
cradled with melodies of a sweet embrace
and nature's strings as oboes wing
closing eyes in sedating solace
with unquenchable espresso's caffeine
#collaboration
#sensual
#silence
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Echo
caught in a tangle of dusted words
unheard
fading away in despair
a lingering echo from my mind
pled
don’t leave me behind—
…leave me behind…
…me behind…
…behind…
unheard
fading away in despair
a lingering echo from my mind
pled
don’t leave me behind—
…leave me behind…
…me behind…
…behind…
#silence
#emotions
#vulnerability
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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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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
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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
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Do Not Disturb
silence.
respect
my
wishes
respect
my
wishes
#conflict
#minimalist
#silence
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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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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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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
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2 Comments
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