Silence condemns more effectively than loud accusations.
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Silence Is Loud
The pain I feel in my heart is loud
Your once tasteful kisses are silence
The repetitive affairs you have are loud
Holding your hand when we walked is silence
Your naive verbal paroxysms are loud
Gentle ado we gave each other is silence
Your parents disapproval of us is loud
When I first say you is silence
The way you broke my heart is loud
The role i played as your guardian angel is silence
All the lies you told me are loud
Our last kiss is silence
The way we ended the relationship is loud
The good moments we shared is silence
poem by Tahj Davis
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Loud
Loud songs
loud colours
loud gossip
loud drummers
loud fragrance
loud worship
loud laughters
loud roar
loud snore
loud thunders
sink into the waters of silence
Silence is louder than loudness
Silence is the sister of death
Have you heard the breath of silence
Have you heard the noise of death
poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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Our Heart Condemns Us
Our heart condemns who we are.
Sharing our love with others.
Our heart shows what we are.
Selfish people are ones
whose heart condemns them
for who they are.
Taking from others, always
putting yourself ahead of everyone
your heart condemns you,
only a cold heart you will ever
have, until your eyes open
to see things clearly.
Our heart shows who we really are.
How we treat people. The way we feel
toward others. Our heart should show love
for every creature and human on earth.
Our heart condemns us for what we
have become.
wrote 4-24-07
But He Himself hath sealed your sufferings, and their thus saying condemns God, and His sealing condemns them.
quote by Donald Cargill
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Silence 1.
Most times when I'm hurt,
My silence speaks for me.
She speaks very loud;
Even louder than a megaphone.
I choose to be silent, -
When most things happen,
Not because I cannot speak;
Nor that my words have evaded me,
But because in my silence-
There's a challenging power.
Sometimes in my fears,
When my heart is filled with love,
And my eyes with tears;
I learn to love, just like a dove.
My mouth moves to speak,
But is suddenly cut short by silence,
Silence in love, silence in fear.
Silence in tears, silence in joy;
And when I'm in this mood,
My silence stands so tall-
Even taller than a giant;
She makes her way; -
Even more than spoken words.
Spoken words of loud emotions,
They meet my silence-
And they tremble in awe.
I could hear those words;
They say to themselves,
'How art silence so mighty? '.
poem by Echezonachukwu Nduka
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True penitence condemns to silence. What a man is ready to recall he would be willing to repeat.
quote by F.H. Bradley
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Running Out Of Wind
Running out of wind,
And...
Accusations.
That merry-go-round is slowing down.
And those who have become bored with it...
No longer find the scenery,
Appetizing enough...
To keep returning for revisits.
Running out of wind,
And...
Accusations.
A promise to speed up the ride is dismissed.
People just want to put an end to it.
They demand to get off.
That's it...
They quit!
Running out of wind,
And...
Accusations.
Running out of wind,
And listening with patience...
To those blowing it consistently,
Until a boredom has set in!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I listen to the silence
I Listen To The Silence
Darkness about me
In the somnolent silence
The silence has substance
As thick as can be
silence about me
as loud as a scream
In a nightmarish dream
It can terrify me
Silence has a feel
Of darkness in velvet cloaked
As a desperate cry being choked
Phantasmic, yet real
As Quiet surrounds me
The silence has substance
The absence of presence
is deafening to me
Sounds whispery as paper
Things scurry about me
Sounds, soft, sad and scaly
Like venom and vapour
Silence is sound incomplete
Silence whirs, silence hums
Silence throbs, silence thrums
Silence has it’s own heartbeat
Quiet has movement,
Tho’ever so slow
Quiet has substance
and how do I know?
I listen to the silence...
as you do also
poem by David Whalen
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Saddled
No one consciously wishes to admit it.
Not publicly anyway.
That many today appear sane and normal.
While taking doses of medication,
That is difficult to detect...
When one is effectively expressing.
Yet hidden is a mind defective.
Mentally crippled and stressed.
Unnoticed but spilled from sick lips,
Are accusations against those innocent.
With wishes to dismiss their own afflictions...
Although seeking to be accepted openly,
While in the process of sharing...
Their saddled addictions.
And soliciting to do this...
As if everyone should agree!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Accusations are made directly to Rome about theologians from persons who are not theologians. Some of these accusations are anonymous. The local bishop should be the one to relate to theologians to determine orthodoxy.
quote by Godfried Danneels
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We Want It Loud
Tonight - is a show
And I gotta be there
Banging my head to a metal attack
We got nothing to fear
Dancing and screaming begging our heroes for more
Burning the streets cause we gotta be first thru the door
We want it loud
Theres no other reason we came for
We want it loud
The louder the better we need more
They keep us locked, locked in
For hours and hours we wait in line
You get pushed to the limit
We cant even breath no more
Like a volcano were boiling and ready to blow
Fight all the way got to see this damn rock and roll show
We want it loud
Theres no other reason we came for
We want it loud
The louder the better we need more
We want it loud - we want it loud - we want it loud
Yeah, its gotta be loud
Yeah - we want it loud
Theres no other reason we came for
We want it loud
The louder the better we need more
We want it loud
Theres no other reason we came for
We want it loud
The louder the better we need more
We want it loud - we want it loud - we want it loud
We want it loud - we want it loud - we want it loud
Yeah, its gotta be loud
song performed by by U. D. O.
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Triple Homicide
I'm glad the fighting's stopped
the house is silent
empty
this is how I like it
no yelling
no fights
no broken glass
silence
when they're both gone I'm happy
but when they come home
I go straight to my room
I try to be quiet
as I listen to music in the closet
the fight begins
there screaming
this time I hear my name
I ignore it
not wanting to join the fight
my dad bursts in yelling for me
my window left open he screams
he thinks I'm gone
I thought quickly
as my mom ran in
silence
silence
silence
my dad yells again
at my crying mom
I cry silently
as she's pulled from the room
screaming
I hear a gunshot and I jump
grabbing a pocket knife
from my jacket
the cries stop
then another shot
a loud thump
as a body falls
I climb out of the closet
knife in hand
blood pouring out my
parents bedroom door
silence
I open the door and see two
bodies on the floor
a gun in my father's hand
silence
silence
silence
then sirens
and cops coming around the corner
so I take the gun from my dad
hold it to my head
a loud pop
then
silence
silence
silence
t he cops would
call this a triple homicide
or double homicide and suicide
but I call this
a family
who needed help
poem by No Reason To Care
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Accusations
Accusations,
Pour from the mouths...
Of those soured,
By others who do not accept
Excuses.
Insecurities exposed yet nurtured,
Are more damaging if gone ignored!
Than to believe they become the responsibility...
Of the ones victimized by them.
As if shared property...
To protect and keep covered.
As if precious gems.
And if this does not happen,
Accusations begin.
Relationships are ruined.
Allowing rumors to flourish...
With a process that should not have started.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Silence
Silence is too quiet,
It tortures us until we break it.
I was silent for a reason,
The reason not to cause trouble,
But that is all I ever did.
Troubled to stop the pain of my past,
Troubled to hear your voice calling for me,
Troubled to much to grab your hand,
So you could set me free.
In the silence you see struggle,
In the silence you can't see,
You can't breathe.
In the silence you can't hear me,
No matter how loud my voice exceeds.
Never being helped in my eternal silence.
poem by Amy Fifita
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Do Yiu Listen..Or Do U Hear
s the sun rises, , all is quite no chatter of people no cars goin by
but in this silence i hear
i hear the wind as she sings her song
i hear the birds in the sky as they fly by
this is the best silence of all
no phones ringing, no engines reviing as they race by
i hear everything in nature in its glory
can u hear it too..or can u not silence ur selfs
i hear the clouds as they roll in
its this silence that i take pen in hand
and write
u think as u read but thier is no silence
for u can hear the horses roam
u can hear the thunder off in th distance
but when we are loud we caint hear
the beauty of what surrounds
so as u read this poem silence ur mind
and next time u walk out side
silence you mouth ur mind
and u can see silence of the
of all things
then u can truly hear
as i do
and a beautfull sound to see
greyicewolf
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poem by Jeff Greyicewolf
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When you do the wrong thing, knowing it is wrong, you do so because you haven't developed the habit of effectively controlling or neutralizing strong inner urges that tempt you, or because you have established the wrong habit and don't know how to eliminate them effectively.
quote by W. Clement Stone
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Eternal Silence
Silence
Silence when we are walking,
Silence when we think,
Silence is what fills us all,
With a binding eternal link.
Silence in the little children,
Silence in the adults,
Silence wrapping around us all,
Silence pulsing in the walls.
Silence fills this hollow world,
Silence is the choice we make,
Silence is the death of this all,
Silence is our fate.
poem by Okami Kamikaze
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Outreach
You can call me anything you want.
Whatever it is...
You will not find me flaunting it.
Like a medal of honor!
With ceremonious deeds attached.
I am not the kind to be attracted by that.
Or seek a freshness leaking from stagnation.
There is a stench of redundancy about it.
Like the gnawing on a bone done...
By someone who has finished the meat!
Nor will you find me,
Polishing up awards.
In or out of opened or shut doors,
Of those rare opportunities.
I am learning more to be relaxed behind them!
And devoted to the silence.
Or giving my attention...
To hollow accusations.
Terrified when suddenly...
Testimonials are given,
And accolades are made.
For me?
'Hey...
Some are more accustomed,
To the accusations!
Where are they?
I am strangely disappointed.'
My method used for withdrawal...
Isn't one I would suggest.
There is more to this Earth,
And its connection to the Moon, Sun and Stars...
I find occupying most of my time.
Regardless of where your mind may be,
Or who or where you are!
Since I am constantly on the search,
To outreach from that need...purposely!
And you...
Will find some reason to benefit.
As always!
The teaching of thieves,
Is inherited.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Listening Effectively
I got it...
The first time.
I got it...
The second time.
But it was after the third time,
Of understanding clearly...
What was said the first time,
I stopped listening...
To allow you to ramble on.
Hoping in the midst of you doing it...
Something in your mind would comprehend,
I am also participating in the conversation.
And doing the best I can,
To do that effectively.
'Oh...
So,
Why didn't you interrupt me...
To say that you understood? '
I tried.
But listening effectively,
Is not one of your attributes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Silence
I awake to silence and in silence I sleep
Silence to silent me, I silently weep
Away in silence for silence to hear
The sorrow in between both mine ear.
I think in silence, I mediate in peace
Thinking peacefully in silence I cease
All the sorrow that embosoms me
All the silence, that silence be
Whatever silence is, for silence tis
My beauty, my desire, my Adonis
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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