Painting is the silence of thought and the music of sight.
Orhan Pamuk in My Name is Red
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Painting is the silence of thought and the music of sight.
Orhan Pamuk in My Name is Red (1998)
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Music Is
Music is the Space of Silence,
Music is the Realm of no Thought,
Music is from the world of Spirit,
Music is your Unseen Nature before the Flesh,
Music is the Dormant Life in Death,
Before the Soul dies to the Birth of Life.
poem by Clarence Mohammed
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I don't like painting flowers in my music. I like painting guts and pain.
quote by Jonathan Davis
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Music and silence combine strongly because music is done with silence, and silence is full of music.
quote by Marcel Marceau
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Apoplexy
The music stopped
the dance too
Jarring silence
Bruised feet
Fading lights
Unsettled heart
Broken pieces
In tears
Multicoloured heap
In a corner
The music stopped
the dance too
The lips
You painted
Before the show
Had been stuck
On the mirror
In the green room
The heart
Highstrung at the touch
Hangs like a rag
Along the other clothes
The music stopped
the dance too
Silence...? ? ?
Silence...! ! !
Silence...
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Painting The Walls
painting the walls,
rolling over handprints,
cobwebs, and smoke stains....
over splashes of color,
over peels of time.
painting over the sounds
of voices whispering, laughing....
painting over tears hidden
from the world, from each other.
painting over running, and working,
working all day and half the night.
painting over children, and dreams,
folded like old clothes, and put away.
painting over notes from God,
that were often barely noticed...
painting over the nail that held
up the clock, hands moving slowly,
turning the seasons of living....
painting over the final words,
the last breath held in the hands,
of lives written in the grain....
the testimony of each feeling....
painting the walls,
and brushing the corners,
as if we never lived!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Music of Silence
The nights again are for me alone,
To serenade, my heart’s melody..
And the sandal tree in front of my door, my company..
My nightingale has gone to sleep,
The shadows and crickets will cheer me up,
Listen me to the music of silence,
Listen all to the music of silence...
And the music plays within me till sleep comes to creep,
Night upon night, my heart will sing this painful melody,
This lonely music of silence.
poem by Spiritual Seeker
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Silence
Opium heals,
applying a chemical bellows
to the Vital Heat;
a golden silence.
At what cost!
Matchstick limbs out of Auschwitz,
fever-bright eyes.
Such sweet poison!
Music heals,
early music;
Greek Olympian music.
Clusters of notes with open phrasing
dancing on the surface of the Void
and tumbling endlessly in,
leaving no trace.
The unmatchable healer
is Silence itself.
Into it everything
subsides;
half-formed phrases,
the concatenation of thought,
the sword-play of tongues.
All vanish
like snowflakes
in a raging furnace.
He who has found
the silence,
which lies behind sound,
as the sky lies
behind planet, star
and cosmic dust,
he does not pursue
the clatter of sound.
poem by Brian Taylor
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Silence
I sit alone in my room in silence
I wait for you all day in silence
I walk an empty street in silence
What happend to the noises I used to hear?
I lie on my bed in silence
I wait for the sun to rise in silence
I look for you in the stars in silence
Why did you leave me here?
Hey everyone. I thought I might try a different style of writing. Tell me if you like it or not! =D thanks
poem by Lisa French
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Silence Came
a silence came from distance
and stayed in my guitar
i looked everywhere
there was silence everywhere
flowers were silent
pigeons were silent
is silence the music of bliss
is silence the music of love
poem by Anirudh Induchudan Anirudh Induchudan
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Beauty of Silence Reminds Me of You
It's silence,
I can let my thoughts free,
I can listen the flow of water, the leaves rustling, the breeze,
I can think of nice moments that we lived, you and me.
Silence is wrapping me,
I'm seeing your footprints in the sand as you go,
Washed away by the sea in its torment,
As the beautiful moments that we had and we have lost.
Silence is beautiful, makes time to stop,
Makes us relive those throbbing moments,
That we shared once,
That we'll never forget.
I adore silence,
Beauty of silence reminds me of you,
I thought of you in my silence,
Did you ever thought of me, my love?
poem by Cristina Teodor
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A Robert Hass prose-poem impertinently versified
Hassless
For a summer week he watched her;
she watched him watching her.
He wrote his music; thought of her,
sixtyish, Japanese; flat-breasted like a boy;
she brushed her paintings; thought of him,
young, eyes like an untamed pony;
he grew to love the discipline in her painting;
she loved straightway his wild indiscipline.
That warm night when, on her tidy, well-swept doorstep,
music yet unwritten met rice-paper yet to be inked,
she told him of her mastectomy;
he looked her in the eye; held hands; and bid goodnight.
The blue bowl on his porch the morning after
full of rose-petals; underneath, dead bees.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Find Time To Experience Silence
silence
occurs not
in long bursts
silence
occurs not
in measured intervals
silence
is not happening
in counting seconds passage
half an hour
an hour embodied
in still motionless meditation
access
pure potentuality
in dimensions of silence
meditate
concentrated mind
is empty devoid of thought
aid
mental
spiritual perception
cast aside
turmoil thought fever
find time to experience silence
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Twist
Ice and a twist
And a cigarette
Starts a night I won't forget
Drinks and a dance and a word or two
Share the time with someone new
Twist
Twist
You're locked in your land
On a private jet
The devil is at work out there
Tell me the time
On the altitude
I'm racing now I'm in the mood
You're the kind that's always
Gotta round the red lights
Too much is not enough for you
You bet your life on strangle
Lend them maybe black jack
I'm playing my cards so are you through?
Just wanna dance all night
I'm feeling all right
The music's out of sight
If you tell me what you like
Just wanna dance all night
And touch your body right
The music's out of sight
And we can bump into the light
Dice and a dessert is where we are
Babies could make you a star
Hope and despair
Come back each tear
Elvis is in town all year
You're the kind that's always
Gotta round the red lights (Oh yeah)
Too much is not enough for you
You bet your life on strangle
Lend them maybe black jack
I'm playing my cards so are you through?
Just wanna dance all night
I'm feeling all right
The music's out of sight
If you tell me what you like
Just wanna dance all night
And touch your body right
The music's out of sight
And we can bump into the light
Just wanna dance all night with you
The music's out of sight that's true
Just wanna dance all night with you
The music's out of sight that's true
Just wanna dance all night
(Just wanna dance all night with you)
I'm feeling all right
The music's out of sight
If you tell me what you like
Just wanna dance all night
(Just wanna dance all night with you)
And touch your body right
The music's out of sight
And we can bump into the light
Twist
Just wanna dance all night
Just wanna dance all night
(Do you wanna twist)
Just wanna dance all night with you
The music's out of sight that's true
(Do you wanna twist)
Just wanna dance all night with you
The music's out of sight that's true
(Do you wanna twist)
song performed by by Holly Valance
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Music is...
Music is...
Music is expression...
Music is freedom...
Music is the song of life...
Music is notes...
Music is noise...
Music is beat...
Music is relaxing...
Music is peace...
Music is loud...
Music is calm...
Music is meaningful...
Music is sound...
Music is heart...
Music is soul...
Music is mind...
Music is body...
Music is nature...
Music is language...
Music is the song of my life...
Music is everything...
Music is me...
Music is....
poem by Madeline anderson
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Modesty is high in view.
A painting free of cost;
A painting with a tag;
A painting not for sale;
The third soars high in view.
24.10.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I needed an outlet in high school and came across painting. I've actually been painting longer than I've been acting. A movie is a collaborative effort, and with painting you just have yourself.
quote by James Franco
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But when I worked on a painting I would do it from a drawing but I would put certain things I was fairly sure I wanted in the painting, and then collage on the painting with printed dots or painted paper or something before I really committed it.
quote by Roy Lichtenstein
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Silence
Silence in the language
Is the absence of speech
Silence in the conversation
Can be so remarkable and rich.
Silence is an atmosphere you make
And it's the situation you break.
Sometimes it tells you more
Than thousand words told before.
Silence is a feeling
Which is very intensive
Poorly created
It can be very offensive.
Silence can be so different
It has a lot of meanings
It's an expression of yourself
It shows your feelings.
There is a silence
That brings you peace
And you feel yourself
Being at your ease.
There is a silence of mystery
Like being in a dark wood.
There is a silence of happiness
When you are loved and understood.
There is a silence that frightens
There is a silence of anniversary dates
This silence reminds you
Of those lost fates.
There is a silence in music
When you listen to it and dream
But...suddenly...it stops.
Then...the sounds come to their extreme.
The prayer in silence
Is your inner world
When you dream in silence
You are just not heard.
Silence is golden
Or so I've heard
But it sometimes hurts more
Than a single told word.
Silence is golden
Or so goes a lie.
This silence of fraud
Do not need a reply.
Silence when you are in love
You do not need words.
Silence when you are fooled
You don't know what to say afterwards.
But...the best moment of silence
When you take my hand
I know you do not pretend
You just look at my eyes and I realize:
It's love, it's happiness.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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What Is Music
What is music?
What is music?
Is music the languages that shoot out of my mouth and speak in silence?
Is music the moving of my lip according to my mind command?
What is music?
Music is the one two word that my mind put together in my mouth
Music is the airs that escape a snap of my violence teeth
Music is the wisdom sound my mind and mouth produce
Music is the combine sound that entertain my ear drum
What is music?
Music is a simple sound I verbalize to state my joyful soul
Music is the jingle that loosen my soul in time of desire
Music is the sounds that launch me to a free world
Music is the spirit that struggle in me
What is music?
Music is the sound I scream from my mouth to a free humanity
Music is a one two word I yell
Music is the lyric I cry to express my mental mind,
My beating heart
My jumping feet
My shouting soul
My sweating body
What is music?
Music is the rhythm of my voice, what is music? ?
poem by Robert Otim
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