Silence Poems
#silence
Silence poems, moving poetry about serenity and the absence of sound. Poignant, tranquil, and powerful poems about silence.
Perfectly Imperfect
Perfectly imperfect
Beauty is in the eye
Different from person to person
See beauty in the most confounding places
Hair out of place shouldn’t matter
Walk in the door don’t wipe your feet
Prisoners of perfection
Mirror doesn’t turn around
Finds the fault line every time
Death by a thousand cuts
Pecking here and snipping there
Anything I do doesn’t rise up
Seeking perfection in a human
Maybe artificial intelligence
Will free her from your missing the point ...
Beauty is in the eye
Different from person to person
See beauty in the most confounding places
Hair out of place shouldn’t matter
Walk in the door don’t wipe your feet
Prisoners of perfection
Mirror doesn’t turn around
Finds the fault line every time
Death by a thousand cuts
Pecking here and snipping there
Anything I do doesn’t rise up
Seeking perfection in a human
Maybe artificial intelligence
Will free her from your missing the point ...
#hypocrisy
#manipulation
#shadows #silence
#shadows #silence
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Gaza escape
Gaza escape how do you escape the suffering
Rounds pound out the sound all I hear is screaming in the distance
As a dust cloud rises I see the consequences
Stand on rubble it used to home me and my family
I see a piece of her dress peeking out of disaster
I pull rocks and bleed through the ground
In a moment of things I wouldn’t present
To the Devil or my worst enemy
Rounds pound out the sound all I hear is screaming in the distance
As a dust cloud rises I see the consequences
Stand on rubble it used to home me and my family
I see a piece of her dress peeking out of disaster
I pull rocks and bleed through the ground
In a moment of things I wouldn’t present
To the Devil or my worst enemy
#death
#silence
#suffering #war
#suffering #war
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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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Unknown
Have you ever wondered
What it would be like
If you weren’t even born
You would not even be
A dot scribbled anywhere
Or a number on anyone’s phone
Or remembered by those
Who love you or hate you
Or a name chiseled on a stone
Would they even stop
To tell you they miss you
Or is it the loss they morn
If you were a shadow
Cast on a silver wall
Or pain from a thorn
Would it make a difference
When in the end we are all
Born to live in the unknown
You can...
What it would be like
If you weren’t even born
You would not even be
A dot scribbled anywhere
Or a number on anyone’s phone
Or remembered by those
Who love you or hate you
Or a name chiseled on a stone
Would they even stop
To tell you they miss you
Or is it the loss they morn
If you were a shadow
Cast on a silver wall
Or pain from a thorn
Would it make a difference
When in the end we are all
Born to live in the unknown
You can...
#dark
#despair
#loneliness #silence
#loneliness #silence
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Whispers of The Saints
O'er the midnight moorlands praying
Thro' the cypress forests swaying
In the night-wind softly straying
Holy voices fill the air
In the barren branches speaking
By the quiet pools still seeking
Past the shore-cliffs ever peeking
Saintly whispers of their care
Once, I think I half remember
Ere the skies of cold December
Quench'd my heart’s once fervent ember
Liv’d there such a thing as grace
Skies that now are grey were gleaming
Bright and golden, warm with meaning
Till I learn’d beneath its seeming
Faith alone...
Thro' the cypress forests swaying
In the night-wind softly straying
Holy voices fill the air
In the barren branches speaking
By the quiet pools still seeking
Past the shore-cliffs ever peeking
Saintly whispers of their care
Once, I think I half remember
Ere the skies of cold December
Quench'd my heart’s once fervent ember
Liv’d there such a thing as grace
Skies that now are grey were gleaming
Bright and golden, warm with meaning
Till I learn’d beneath its seeming
Faith alone...
#Christian
#narrative
#religion #silence
#religion #silence
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The Taste of Memories
My mouth is dry,
I taste the sands shy,
With memories of oasis water,
I wish it were hotter,
Is my mouth dry,
Even as I cry,
Words have left me here,
But I still fear,
The memories I came to bare,
Dry my mouth is,
From times different than this,
I long for something more,
My brain is now but a chore,
Mouth dry is my,
For I now know why,
I left behind my mind,
Now I must unwind,
With nothing of a talker.
I taste the sands shy,
With memories of oasis water,
I wish it were hotter,
Is my mouth dry,
Even as I cry,
Words have left me here,
But I still fear,
The memories I came to bare,
Dry my mouth is,
From times different than this,
I long for something more,
My brain is now but a chore,
Mouth dry is my,
For I now know why,
I left behind my mind,
Now I must unwind,
With nothing of a talker.
#depression
#sadness
#silence #suffering
#silence #suffering
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Aeons of Abyssal Wells
Go where the light is weak
Listen when the dark shall speak
Whispers from realms unknown
Time itself turned to stone
Silence gone and long expired
Dead skies long retired
Beyond our own mortal pale
See beyond and pierce the veil
Where cursed things dance
Trumpeters of the mad god's trance
What no mortal may ever see
Beyond is the cursed infinity
Shadow stretch in length untold
Insidious aeons slowly unfold
Cursed scions that...
Listen when the dark shall speak
Whispers from realms unknown
Time itself turned to stone
Silence gone and long expired
Dead skies long retired
Beyond our own mortal pale
See beyond and pierce the veil
Where cursed things dance
Trumpeters of the mad god's trance
What no mortal may ever see
Beyond is the cursed infinity
Shadow stretch in length untold
Insidious aeons slowly unfold
Cursed scions that...
#dark
#shadows
#silence
#stars
#suffering
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Double-edged
Stumble upon
Every word
Breathe and let it
Take over
Ramble down
The list
You kept it in
For far too long
It hurts more
When it bleeds less
Urking enough
You scream in whispers
I died for you
I lied for you
I cried for you
I would have killed
For you
Every sorry
Every mistake
Every attempt
To keep you at bay
Every excuse
Every lie
Every reason
Everything they say
Is exactly what brought you here!
I died for you
I lied...
Every word
Breathe and let it
Take over
Ramble down
The list
You kept it in
For far too long
It hurts more
When it bleeds less
Urking enough
You scream in whispers
I died for you
I lied for you
I cried for you
I would have killed
For you
Every sorry
Every mistake
Every attempt
To keep you at bay
Every excuse
Every lie
Every reason
Everything they say
Is exactly what brought you here!
I died for you
I lied...
#hypocrisy
#manipulation
#silence
#suffering
#TruthOfLife
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spectating all that is
spectating all that is; naturally one could view all through an "artistic" lens; something one perceives worth framing and claimed as a portrait
especially the landscape layout of a space one's never been(or ever will be-which is ok); observers-spectating and narrators commentating one's point of views-
whether awakening from a "dream state" or submerged into everyday visuals; with or without the displays on mute- may or may not show something you may or may not have already knew
may lay better on...
especially the landscape layout of a space one's never been(or ever will be-which is ok); observers-spectating and narrators commentating one's point of views-
whether awakening from a "dream state" or submerged into everyday visuals; with or without the displays on mute- may or may not show something you may or may not have already knew
may lay better on...
#freedom
#peace
#philosophical
#silence
#TruthOfLife
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Of The Bowels of the Earth
Beneath the stones where silence keeps
In ancient vaults where daylight sleeps
There stirs a breath, a whispered wail
A shiver cold, a visage pale
The earth doth groan in muffled sighs
As something wakes with hollow eyes
A creeping dread, a blackened tide
That stirs the bones of those who died
It slithers slow through cracks unseen
A shadow cast on shadow's sheen
The touch of night, the cold embrace
Of spectres lost to time and space
Eldritch whispers claw the...
In ancient vaults where daylight sleeps
There stirs a breath, a whispered wail
A shiver cold, a visage pale
The earth doth groan in muffled sighs
As something wakes with hollow eyes
A creeping dread, a blackened tide
That stirs the bones of those who died
It slithers slow through cracks unseen
A shadow cast on shadow's sheen
The touch of night, the cold embrace
Of spectres lost to time and space
Eldritch whispers claw the...
#curse
#dark
#death
#shadows
#silence
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Unnamed*
Follow you through the gaps in blinds
They dislike me for being too little alike
I'd like to see you dangle, limbs mangle
From the ropes I created more easy to handle
Wrap you in silk like porcelain
Bugs will come no need to force them in
They dislike me for being too little alike
I'd like to see you dangle, limbs mangle
From the ropes I created more easy to handle
Wrap you in silk like porcelain
Bugs will come no need to force them in
#admiration
#obsession
#silence
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52-Hertz
I stand there, watching
Like an invisible entity
Corralled by people
A smile on my face barely sticking
To force myself to be equable
I think i look okay
Well, at least i’m not panicking
But, why are they
Looking past me
Strange, i ponder thus
I make more effort
To be enough
to get their attention
Yet it’s not working
My words remain stuck
Rooted to the spot
As i go by
Barely noticed
So i cocoon myself
Into my shell
Barely existing
Hardly remembered
Scarcely wanted...
Like an invisible entity
Corralled by people
A smile on my face barely sticking
To force myself to be equable
I think i look okay
Well, at least i’m not panicking
But, why are they
Looking past me
Strange, i ponder thus
I make more effort
To be enough
to get their attention
Yet it’s not working
My words remain stuck
Rooted to the spot
As i go by
Barely noticed
So i cocoon myself
Into my shell
Barely existing
Hardly remembered
Scarcely wanted...
#anxiety
#loneliness
#silence
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