Poems About Silence by Top Critiquers
#silence
There time will come
In life I was silenced, never free
by those individuals who didn't respect me
In death
I won't rest
Feelings I will express
Agitated
Retaliation Prosecution
Vindication Exoneration
I'm free
by those individuals who didn't respect me
In death
I won't rest
Feelings I will express
Agitated
Retaliation Prosecution
Vindication Exoneration
I'm free
#silence
#rhyming
#freedom #revenge
#freedom #revenge
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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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Silent Imagination
Collaboration with Adagio
In the pale mist
with a tea leaf kiss
wild rice in waters
of fields in autumn
lost in thought
as I watch the rain
of dreams in translation
in silent imagination
with passion blazing
breasts lusting, raging
in sampan of night
full moon over the hibachi
crickets causing chaos
sweet sounds of music
dancing in the deep
with stars that never sleep
struck by vivid memories
of cherry blossom flowers
rising and falling waves
mocking the...
In the pale mist
with a tea leaf kiss
wild rice in waters
of fields in autumn
lost in thought
as I watch the rain
of dreams in translation
in silent imagination
with passion blazing
breasts lusting, raging
in sampan of night
full moon over the hibachi
crickets causing chaos
sweet sounds of music
dancing in the deep
with stars that never sleep
struck by vivid memories
of cherry blossom flowers
rising and falling waves
mocking the...
#silence
#meditation
380 reads
7 Comments
The Sound of Silence
It is a lost echo
a wandering ghost
an empty room in a Victorian house
It is dust piled on unopened books
a writer’s empty page
a slow winter snowfall
It is an incense burning
warm sunshine upon dozing cats
the steady growth of a plant
It is that pause between breaths
an unvisited gravestone
a still woodland pond
It is the artist’s inner concentration
the awe at gazing upon shooting stars
the stage in an empty theatre
It is the meditated mind ...
a wandering ghost
an empty room in a Victorian house
It is dust piled on unopened books
a writer’s empty page
a slow winter snowfall
It is an incense burning
warm sunshine upon dozing cats
the steady growth of a plant
It is that pause between breaths
an unvisited gravestone
a still woodland pond
It is the artist’s inner concentration
the awe at gazing upon shooting stars
the stage in an empty theatre
It is the meditated mind ...
#silence
#spiritual
#meditation
#philosophical
#NaPoWriMo2024
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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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Quagmire and Disgust in the Underbelly
Eat some empty calories
A donut or 2
Suck a dick
Protein
Wash the car
Even though it rains constantly
Don't discuss politics
Pay your bills the last day due
A donut or 2
Suck a dick
Protein
Wash the car
Even though it rains constantly
Don't discuss politics
Pay your bills the last day due
#silence
#LifeCycle
#CharlesBukowski #StreamOfConsciousness
#CharlesBukowski #StreamOfConsciousness
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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
Watching Balls Drop
Every December 31st
I’m at home watching the ball drop
While people are celebrating, dancing and kissing
I’m under the covers intrigued with WAP
(Writing A Poem)
I was never much of a clubgoer or reveler
I’ve always been a homebody
Perhaps I should make it a goal to visit Time Square
Freeze my ass off for bit, live a little and party
I like being at home remembering the old days
When fireworks and music would fill the night
But that was the old country and now in it’s place
Is being cozy in bed snacking and...
I’m at home watching the ball drop
While people are celebrating, dancing and kissing
I’m under the covers intrigued with WAP
(Writing A Poem)
I was never much of a clubgoer or reveler
I’ve always been a homebody
Perhaps I should make it a goal to visit Time Square
Freeze my ass off for bit, live a little and party
I like being at home remembering the old days
When fireworks and music would fill the night
But that was the old country and now in it’s place
Is being cozy in bed snacking and...
#happiness
#hope
#inspirational
#silence
#aging
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8 Comments
DEPRESSION
no one cares
its indifference
seen through iron bars
within the heart and soul
fingers weakly reaching out
for answering touches
caressing thin air
humility biting deep
there is silence
after screams of despair
unborn from tight lips
nothing works
its all gloomy and bleak
a future seen through mirrors
of despair.
Grace Dec 2017
its indifference
seen through iron bars
within the heart and soul
fingers weakly reaching out
for answering touches
caressing thin air
humility biting deep
there is silence
after screams of despair
unborn from tight lips
nothing works
its all gloomy and bleak
a future seen through mirrors
of despair.
Grace Dec 2017
#depression
#dark
#LifeStruggles
#silence
#myself
840 reads
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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
1147 reads
25 Comments
NaKeD WoMb
In a seance with a tombstone
resurrecting the lonely dead
tasting creation to be fed
from Eden's naked womb
in still waters as shadows lay
echoing torrents of pain
barren embryos and dogbane
resurrecting the lonely dead
tasting creation to be fed
from Eden's naked womb
in still waters as shadows lay
echoing torrents of pain
barren embryos and dogbane
#dark
#shadows
#silence #temptation
#silence #temptation
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I like black and white photography ...
I like black and white photography,
There is a nudity of subtle feelings,
There is no color, only a whisper,
In the moment of frozen hands ...
And a look that stopped time,
Like a bridge between someone and a soul,
And day and night, not arguing with me,
Merged in that grace of the living ...
There everything is on a sigh and on the verge,
An unfinished fragile gesture,
And a heartbeat in one octave
Through the shadow that made its way into the light ...
There is a nudity of subtle feelings,
There is no color, only a whisper,
In the moment of frozen hands ...
And a look that stopped time,
Like a bridge between someone and a soul,
And day and night, not arguing with me,
Merged in that grace of the living ...
There everything is on a sigh and on the verge,
An unfinished fragile gesture,
And a heartbeat in one octave
Through the shadow that made its way into the light ...
#beauty
#night
#silence
#art
#emotions
566 reads
31 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Silence by Top Critiquers