Poems About Silence by Top Critiquers
#silence
MySmile
Besma
Besma
Poem Published
11th Mar 2024 10:41pm
11th Mar 2024 10:41pm
Every Poet In You Quenches a Fire
It was quite a time
when with my mind you used to rhyme
and in the tune of my heart you sign.
That time was quite long
when I thought the words to me belong
and I could compose a million song.
It was such a feel!
to bare my soul to words with great zeal
put my Self in words, nothing to conceal.
A thrill beyond words!
when you believe you can capture worlds
and raise the sharpest of them as swords.
You stand on your own empire
as every poet in you quenches a fire
and for avid readers, a pleasure not...
when with my mind you used to rhyme
and in the tune of my heart you sign.
That time was quite long
when I thought the words to me belong
and I could compose a million song.
It was such a feel!
to bare my soul to words with great zeal
put my Self in words, nothing to conceal.
A thrill beyond words!
when you believe you can capture worlds
and raise the sharpest of them as swords.
You stand on your own empire
as every poet in you quenches a fire
and for avid readers, a pleasure not...
#inspirational
#silence
#MyInspiration #WritingPoetry
#MyInspiration #WritingPoetry
163 reads
4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
1st Jan 2023 1:58am
1st Jan 2023 1:58am
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
253 reads
8 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
8th May 2024 5:17pm
8th May 2024 5:17pm
Just Visiting
Let’s turn the lights off, dance like lovers,
we have no eyes, but they who watch
showing us how to touch.
Conjuring us with candles and chants, how silly
they sit and look, so serious while we are just
visiting.
Why are we not wanted when this is our life, our feet
touching the surface?
Let us be your voyeurs to the living. Our
time to walk among the flesh, not wanting
to say our goodbyes, and yet some go mad
waiting in between.
we have no eyes, but they who watch
showing us how to touch.
Conjuring us with candles and chants, how silly
they sit and look, so serious while we are just
visiting.
Why are we not wanted when this is our life, our feet
touching the surface?
Let us be your voyeurs to the living. Our
time to walk among the flesh, not wanting
to say our goodbyes, and yet some go mad
waiting in between.
#dark
#emptiness
#shadows #silence
#shadows #silence
209 reads
0 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
12th Jan 2021 10:24pm
12th Jan 2021 10:24pm
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
631 reads
31 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
21st May 2023 00:25am
21st May 2023 00:25am
overheard on a bus
there is nothing left to say, except
that this is where it stops ..”
that this is where it stops ..”
#silence
155 reads
2 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
5th Nov 2021 5:01pm
5th Nov 2021 5:01pm
A Poem
I can hear your towered knelling
Through the silence you think I am
Reverberations smudged by distance
Meanings buried in sham
Just a pebble cast into a pool
The splash then rippling on
Weight lost beneath the surface
Til once more it spreads out calm
*
I've watched fish darting in the stream
A flashing silver sheen
I've watched hawks circling way on high
Too far to hear their cry
In the silence I'm free
I can...
Through the silence you think I am
Reverberations smudged by distance
Meanings buried in sham
Just a pebble cast into a pool
The splash then rippling on
Weight lost beneath the surface
Til once more it spreads out calm
*
I've watched fish darting in the stream
A flashing silver sheen
I've watched hawks circling way on high
Too far to hear their cry
In the silence I'm free
I can...
#silence
#nature
#SelfReflection
465 reads
6 Comments
Ljdynamic
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2024 4:44am
22nd Aug 2024 4:44am
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
37 reads
13 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 00:26am
16th Jan 2025 00:26am
Peppermint Hostess
Peppermint Hostess
Peppermint hostess
From the realm of the three heavens
Eclipses my sun king
With denim fire
Her eyes are the green of rice paddies
Below the misty panda mountains of Guilin
Where turtle doves coo
In her Oriental soul
She is the dream of a silkworm
Spun in the silence of a heart
That has known the fragrance of tears
On a ghost moon night
Peppermint hostess
From the realm of the three heavens
Eclipses my sun king
With denim fire
Her eyes are the green of rice paddies
Below the misty panda mountains of Guilin
Where turtle doves coo
In her Oriental soul
She is the dream of a silkworm
Spun in the silence of a heart
That has known the fragrance of tears
On a ghost moon night
#beauty
#moon
#silence
#tea
#women
68 reads
4 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 4:59pm
17th Jan 2025 4:59pm
Of No Use
What could a wilted flower do
Except crumble into miniscule fragments
And whisper in mind the words caught inside
What could a quiet flower of no use do
Except crumble into miniscule fragments
And whisper in mind the words caught inside
What could a quiet flower of no use do
#despair
#silence
#weakness #SelfWorth
#weakness #SelfWorth
56 reads
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
21st Feb 2019 10:41pm
21st Feb 2019 10:41pm
The Silence
Then there was peace…
A lull in the shelling of the battleground
and there was a silence so profound.
The corpses had laid in pools of blood, drowned,
the bleeding of their bodies dry and the cold had their corpses embalmed.
There was heartening quietude in their stillness,
only in the distance was there a resonance of their shrillness.
Their lips were stiffly bound,
not a daystar to soften them around.
Erectly stood from a shattered barn was tall chimneypiece,
smokeless, in the still air itself now had peace. ...
A lull in the shelling of the battleground
and there was a silence so profound.
The corpses had laid in pools of blood, drowned,
the bleeding of their bodies dry and the cold had their corpses embalmed.
There was heartening quietude in their stillness,
only in the distance was there a resonance of their shrillness.
Their lips were stiffly bound,
not a daystar to soften them around.
Erectly stood from a shattered barn was tall chimneypiece,
smokeless, in the still air itself now had peace. ...
#depression
#dark
#soldiers
#war
#silence
525 reads
0 Comments
Marks
Poem Published
12th Oct 2021 1:24am
12th Oct 2021 1:24am
Spy fiction in reverse
.. ...
An underground realm
Peaceful claustrophobia-inducing
When considered metaphorically and literally,...
It is an unreal memory... embedded on my memory,
A storage space for computers,...
For isolationists in the wrong place at the wrong time
Developing skills and creative sensibilities
A repository of all secrets in a kind of a human time-capsule
This site could be just 100 meters away from my house.
So somewhere out there...
There had to be an interesting room...
Where I watched *La Femme Nikita* between...
An underground realm
Peaceful claustrophobia-inducing
When considered metaphorically and literally,...
It is an unreal memory... embedded on my memory,
A storage space for computers,...
For isolationists in the wrong place at the wrong time
Developing skills and creative sensibilities
A repository of all secrets in a kind of a human time-capsule
This site could be just 100 meters away from my house.
So somewhere out there...
There had to be an interesting room...
Where I watched *La Femme Nikita* between...
#politics
#silence
#evolution #sacrifice
#evolution #sacrifice
650 reads
14 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
11th May 2021 00:54am
11th May 2021 00:54am
The Gate
The gate stands by a field that leads down the slope to a river.
The gate opens with a creak, its wood rough after years of use.
From the gate, one can see the water, smooth, almost silent,
A steady stream that is always there,
A faithful friend, like the creaking gate.
The gate opens with a creak, its wood rough after years of use.
From the gate, one can see the water, smooth, almost silent,
A steady stream that is always there,
A faithful friend, like the creaking gate.
#silence
#nature
#peace
547 reads
8 Comments
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