Poems About Silence by Top Critiquers
#silence
Listen to the silence
Living in the shadows, where there is no place to go
Living in the shadows, where there is no place to dream
Take a deep breath to fight against your fears
Live for the moment to understand your destiny
Listen to the silence to find the way
Do you remember when nothing was everything?
Lies,
Cause what sounded good to you determined your choice
Your knowledge is fading, and this battle is just the beginning
Living in the shadows, where there is no place to dream
Take a deep breath to fight against your fears
Live for the moment to understand your destiny
Listen to the silence to find the way
Do you remember when nothing was everything?
Lies,
Cause what sounded good to you determined your choice
Your knowledge is fading, and this battle is just the beginning
#fate
#fear
#LifeStruggles
#silence
#wisdom
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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
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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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Silence
When I am silent,
I have thunder hidden inside.
~ Rumi
Noise germinates verbiage -
culturing communication
inside petri-dished moments
When distance dissipates
proximity dissolves necessity
of sound beyond breathing
Barrel-chested rhythms
replace words with innate understanding;
blood becomes a messenger
subcutaneously carrying
an antidote of silence
superior to our human language
What is...
I have thunder hidden inside.
~ Rumi
Noise germinates verbiage -
culturing communication
inside petri-dished moments
When distance dissipates
proximity dissolves necessity
of sound beyond breathing
Barrel-chested rhythms
replace words with innate understanding;
blood becomes a messenger
subcutaneously carrying
an antidote of silence
superior to our human language
What is...
#love
#silence
#gratitude
#spiritual
#JelaluddinRumi
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25 Comments
Unspoken
There are those times
Moments
When words have been exhausted
There's an unspoken need
That languishes between lovers
Bursting at the seams with want
Yet sitting on one's hands quietly
It's then I write you
Uncertainty waiting to hear back
Then what feels like a lifetime
You respond
Only a few words
Enough though to help me believe
It's all for something
Intimacy
Beautiful silence
An allowance to be
Moments
When words have been exhausted
There's an unspoken need
That languishes between lovers
Bursting at the seams with want
Yet sitting on one's hands quietly
It's then I write you
Uncertainty waiting to hear back
Then what feels like a lifetime
You respond
Only a few words
Enough though to help me believe
It's all for something
Intimacy
Beautiful silence
An allowance to be
#love
#silence
#faith
#lover
#sensual
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42 Comments
A MAN'S THOUGHT
I DECIDED TO WRITE THESE INNER THOUGHTS DOWN FROM A MAN'S PERSPECTIVE 🙏 Here I sit within this lonely room all by myself, yet I am not alone for i know he is watching over me, as I exchange my thoughts with my feelings talking to myself. Yet By myself I feel alone and abandon but i am not alone. Yet as I try to make some sense, out of my inner feelings the process, seems to want to attack me in all directions reopening old memories. For I began to feel even more alone, by myself as my thoughts get deeper with questions that I have no answers. For I never knew how much your feelings...
#LifeStruggles
#silence
#TruthOfLife
#misunderstood
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Protège Moi
it creeps up inside
rips me to pieces
it suffocates me
estranges me
alienates me
all that once
was familiar
seems gone
it screams & it
rages i'm fading
all feels so vague
i'm lost can't see
through the fog
Les fantômes
i can't seem to
tame the desire
and devils, protect
me from what i want
rips me to pieces
it suffocates me
estranges me
alienates me
all that once
was familiar
seems gone
it screams & it
rages i'm fading
all feels so vague
i'm lost can't see
through the fog
Les fantômes
i can't seem to
tame the desire
and devils, protect
me from what i want
#dark
#silence
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A Gray Day
The dawn was an eery shade of smoke gray.
A storm bruised and seized the sky today.
Haunted by fulfillment or lack of,
Now just cobwebbed empty alcoves in my heart.
I'm half flesh and half hole.
Nature provides those feelings that are missing in the technologically bound soul.
Simplicity transcends.
My mind bends to figure out the summer of ends.
But enchanting was the late August lush leaves
and plump berries of the trusted old crabapple tree.
Alive I feel, like a child, a spirit set free of fear.
As the flap of a bird pounds the...
A storm bruised and seized the sky today.
Haunted by fulfillment or lack of,
Now just cobwebbed empty alcoves in my heart.
I'm half flesh and half hole.
Nature provides those feelings that are missing in the technologically bound soul.
Simplicity transcends.
My mind bends to figure out the summer of ends.
But enchanting was the late August lush leaves
and plump berries of the trusted old crabapple tree.
Alive I feel, like a child, a spirit set free of fear.
As the flap of a bird pounds the...
#trees
#birds
#sky
#silence
#aging
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The Scoundrel Republic
Neo-Confederate MAGA
has made it very clear
as when Chickamauga
made freedom cost quite dear.
And now we know what they want most
is to fuck some daughter,
paid for by an oligarch host...
who by ruse had got her.
Thus we learn that their culture war
is bogus on its face
when they as well want sex and more
and so to kids give chase...
to have them serve as demimonde
or courtesan of old
whose virgin trust soon forms a bond...
as sex slaves bought and sold.
has made it very clear
as when Chickamauga
made freedom cost quite dear.
And now we know what they want most
is to fuck some daughter,
paid for by an oligarch host...
who by ruse had got her.
Thus we learn that their culture war
is bogus on its face
when they as well want sex and more
and so to kids give chase...
to have them serve as demimonde
or courtesan of old
whose virgin trust soon forms a bond...
as sex slaves bought and sold.
#manipulation
#silence
#vulnerability
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and he better not duck...
she only writes when emotions run high
deeply inspired
by moments of intensity
her release valve
when it all gets too much
greatly impacted
by upheavals, actions & thoughts
in a very real sense
it's never a good thing
when she remains silent
without passion, anger, pain or lust
her words all crumble into so much dust
I'm hit with both grief & delight
whenever she picks up the pen
and starts to write
seeing tears making tracks down her beautiful face
is almost more than I can take
and I encourage her...
deeply inspired
by moments of intensity
her release valve
when it all gets too much
greatly impacted
by upheavals, actions & thoughts
in a very real sense
it's never a good thing
when she remains silent
without passion, anger, pain or lust
her words all crumble into so much dust
I'm hit with both grief & delight
whenever she picks up the pen
and starts to write
seeing tears making tracks down her beautiful face
is almost more than I can take
and I encourage her...
#sadness
#sister
#breakup
#silence
#LifeAsAWriter
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6 Comments
I
All
women
I loved are
dead and gone
does it however make
me an emotional serial killer
!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
women
I loved are
dead and gone
does it however make
me an emotional serial killer
!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
#emotional
#humankind
#love
#murder
#silence
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~soulless lunacies of a runaway nose & an assasin tongue
this
for long rampant
poking barbaric
wayward blows
of a
brashly gossipy
racy~ puckeringly
many short-breathed
steaming jealous..
-this lousy~ tricksy
barren poramboke
double-barrelled
villainous nostrils
never ever
even once
are in a
deep~ breathing
stillness zen
of a pranayamic
harmoniuos
silence..
prayers
for you-
(yes, for you, the
perniciously...
for long rampant
poking barbaric
wayward blows
of a
brashly gossipy
racy~ puckeringly
many short-breathed
steaming jealous..
-this lousy~ tricksy
barren poramboke
double-barrelled
villainous nostrils
never ever
even once
are in a
deep~ breathing
stillness zen
of a pranayamic
harmoniuos
silence..
prayers
for you-
(yes, for you, the
perniciously...
#love
#silence
#humankind
#CallToAction
#healing
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3 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Silence by Top Critiquers