Silence represents many concepts, both positive and negative. On a positive note, it means calm and balm. A good start to the day, it stills the heart, shapes the mind and is difficult to come by.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin2 years ago in Poets
Sing to me little lark, sing of the sorrows that drown you. Ignite me, take flight into a world that reaps your sound. Lilting melodies touch the ground, the wind carries your echo.
By Adri Soto2 years ago in Poets
Shiver wakes the silence, echoing from the caverns of sensibility; shredding, I am shredding, never still. Ignited by persistent idealism, smothering rising winds of my infirmities; heart inflamed, palpitations intensifying.
By Hyde Wunderli 2 years ago in Poets
Sounds, where are they? I don’t hear a thing… Listening in vain. Everything is quiet. Not a sound can be heard. Complete loss of hearing.
By Austin Blessing-Nelson (Blessing)2 years ago in Poets
Soak in this moment; It shall never return. Listen. Echos of Nothingness Carry Extraordinary wisdom…
By Annie Edwards 2 years ago in Poets
Sheer emptiness descended on my limited vision Inner monologues and subconscious thoughts were very apart Left alone, lingering, longing, and wanting more
By Jay Kobayashi2 years ago in Poets
**Courage** In the silent depths where shadows fall, Where doubt whispers and fear stands tall, There lies a spark, though faint and small, That lights the heart and dares to call.
By Juliusly 2 years ago in Poets
Distracted by your nipples targeting my eyes Surrendering to your pussy as it throws wide Jubilating as I understand your clockwise
By Patrick M. Ohana2 years ago in Poets
Slowly, we drown in noise devoid of a signal Inundated by inanities, we ignore genuine wisdom Lost in loud information, terribly trivial
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Since you have left, I’ve been stricken by the harrowing realization that, Love, like fire, cannot grow when suffocated, Enclosed in a chamber, it is snuffed out,
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Poets
Shadows steep, in the deep dark night, Inside, where no lights shine bright. Lurk the fears within the seams, Echoes of long forgotten dreams.
By Titania the Dreamweaver2 years ago in Poets
Silent, Shadows, Sway Inky, Illusions, Inside Lost, Lurking, Lured Echoed, Endless, Eternity.
