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Silence makes the real conversation between friends. Not the saying, but the never needing to say is what counts.

quote by Margaret Lee Runbeck
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Silences make the real conversations between friends. Not the saying but the never needing to say is what counts.

quote by Margaret Lee Runbeck
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Every Little Counts

Every second counts
When I am with you
I think you are a pig
You should be in a zoo
I guess I shouldve known
Id end up on my own
Every second counts when I am with you
Every second counts
Every little counts
When I am with you
You make me feel so good
I never felt so new
I saw you long ago
Though you never let it show
Every little counts when I am with you
Every little counts when I am with you
Every second counts
When I am with you
Even though youre stupid
I still follow you
The smile upon your face,
It always stays in place
Every second counts when I am with you
Every second counts when I am with you
Every second...

song performed by by New Order
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Silence Is...

Silence is an absence
Silence is profound
Silence is a conversation
Being had without sound
Silence is an expression
One that cannot be heard
Silence cannot be spoken
Although it is a word
Silence is a presence
Of great nothingness
Silence can be something
And yet cease to exist
Silence can fill a room
And have no mass at all
Silence cannot be dropped, yet it can fall
Silence is a mystery
That will forever go unsolved
Silence is how every sound can swiftly be dissolved
Silence is the sound of rest
The only sound that can sound best
While other sounds can cause great pain
Silence is not the sound to blame
For Silence is what silence is
Something that is nothing
Nothing that exists

poem by Kyle.J Carruthers
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Between real and unreal

...The thing with no name,
Surrounded by sadness,
That kind of sadness
Penetrating its silence,
That kind of silence
Searching the tears,
Those tears
Becoming cubes of light,
Those cubes wondering
On their situation of their becoming,
Being involved in a movement
Apparently anarchic,
Needing, ''a priori cognoscible'',
Synthetic truths
And empirical postulates
On the shape of their inner dislocation,
Their shear looping into unstable equilibrium,
Needing a stable equilibrium,
Becoming emblematic symbols
Of the diminishing boundary
Between real and unreal,
That cubic thing withdrawing itself,
Slowly becoming
Memory....

poem by Marieta Maglas
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Silence is one of the great arts of conversation, as allowed by Cicero himself, who says, "there is not only an art, but an eloquence in it." A well bred woman may easily and effectually promote the most useful and elegant conversation without speaking a word. The modes of speech are scarcely more variable than the modes of silence.

quote by Tom Blair
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Silence is one of the great arts of conversation, as allowed by Cicero himself, who says, 'there is not only an art, but an eloquence in it.' A well bred woman may easily and effectually promote the most useful and elegant conversation without speaking a word. The modes of speech are scarcely more variable than the modes of silence.

quote by Tom Blair
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Without Notice

silence between friends
most heartfelt conversation
and softly killing

poem by Ellie Daphne van Stralen
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Silence: The art of conversation

Silence is the ultimate of speaking
sometimes words are not enough
to emphasize our agony or ecstasy
but silence makes it in all its means

sometimes silence makes love
it sometimes cause to loose a love
silence controls anger; makes peace
happiness is the outcome of peace

silence creates the feel of solitude
solitary persons thinks a lot
thinking makes the man gracious
gracious world is the hope of tomorrow

silence keep the rhythem of speaking
modulate its waves and tempo
if we sounds it with competence
it will become a fabulous song!

poem by Sajna Kailas
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Every Second Counts

Every second counts
Thats what he says
Every second counts
Every single day
All through the night time
And all through the day time
Cant let your world pass through and in to my way
Every second counts
He cant slow down
Every second counts
See his spin around
Hes chasing his shadow
Hes racing the wind
He tells us to follow
Where the ice is so thin
I hope youre holding on
I hope youre holding on
cos every second counts

song performed by by Chris Rea
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In Need Of a Deep Cleansing

What is not working,
Has long passed the hour...
Of needing to be fixed.

Whether acknowledging this from a pulpit.
Or soliciting self righteous views...
Through politics,
It makes no difference.

What is not working,
Has long passed the hour...
Of needing to be fixed.

A lack of maturity has overstayed its visit.
Reality, truth and one's perceived existence,
Are not all on the same page as steps to correct.

So many are confused,
And accustomed to being mentally abused...
They refused to remove the veil from their eyes.
With wishes to delude their lives as has been undenied,
As few attempts are made to free and adjust...
Most minds fixed upon temptations and lust.

What is not working,
Has long passed the hour...
Of needing to be fixed.
With a need to be 'real' with it!

Whether acknowledging this from a pulpit.
Or soliciting self righteous views...
Through politics,
It makes no difference.

We...
Are in need,
Of a soul searching done...
That affects the success a deep cleansing gets!
We...
Are in need,
Of deep cleansing.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I've found that if I say what I'm really thinking and feeling, people are more likely to say what they really think and feel. The conversation becomes a real conversation.

quote by Carol Gilligan
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What Has Been Forced and Faked

One trying to impress,
Another who is impressive...
Is like someone waiting for a delivery,
With a patience...
That anticipates.

And when the moment comes,
The addressing is found to be incorrect.
With a name spoken needing a spell check.

Expecting a reception,
By one who does not accept what is given...
Is a rejection that communicates,
Someone is not comprehending...
What a sharing of a conversation takes.

And one who is impressive,
Makes no attempts to impress...
With what has been forced and faked.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do You!

You can stay cooped,
With a pity to cop.
And you can stayed pooped,
As you're locked in your box!
But...
You're needing to,
Get up.
You're needing to,
Walk around.
You're needing to,
Move away...
From the intake you inhale.

You're needing to...
Give it a wrap.
You're needing to...
Pack and sack it,
With a getting up off your back to...
Do you!
And,
Do you...
With a lot of love.

Now...
You can stay cooped,
With a pity to cop.
And you can stayed pooped,
As you're locked in your box!
But...
You're needing to,
Do you!
And,
Do you...
With a lot of love.

You're needing to,
Do you!
And,
Do you...
With a lot of love.
Yes!
Do you,
And do you...
With love!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Silence...

Often i stand and stare
into the diminishing light of the day
horizon gradually fading into nothingness
willow and pine piercing the night
the earth ruptures into a song;
accompanied with shrill whistles in the dark
the howling of the wolves and brisk blaring of the wind
Silence enters into the serene beauty of the dusk.

Silence that invites me to come and see
Silence that asks me to reveal
Silence that wants me to make unwanted promises
Silence that does nothing but ruptures a wound deep within

Silence that drags along unwanted pain
Silence that emulsifies unspoken words of love and gain
Silence that was till then pressed within my lips
Silence that now has emerged as a giant affliction.

Silence that comes as a sorrow
Silence that makes me loathe my tommorows
Silence that demads i submit all my emotions
Silence that is eager to make me weak and fragile

Silence that commands i dropp a tear
Silence that dictates me to get lost in the dark
Silence that brings love as a foe
silence that wants to bind hatered deep within my soul

Silence that hurts me for no rhyme and reason
Silence that makes me feel so forlon
Silence that has so much bitterness
Silence that washes away all my hopes and pray

Silence that makes me go week
Silence that unearths agonizing memories
Silence that came so unnvited
Silence that fails to unbreak any Silence.............

poem by Pooja Nepal
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Bong...

i don't think we do not
recognize each other anymore
when we meet we keep the silence
a horrible silence
since it is the most pretentious one
yet we do not feel that something is wrong
or wasted or something needs to be repaired
what i know and for which i never tell him was this
i was also broken, in fact, more broken than him
and in my silence i was then too busy
placing things in the proper order
same as him
i do not think that we intended to hurt one another
that is never the point
we have gone there twice and it was very painful
we have to repeat the procedure again
we look down
we are so humiliated and wanting to redeem what we lost
upon our own faults

now we finished the mission
but still in silence we keep the understanding
still friends
but not calling our names

in the humility of our failures
we have become
real men....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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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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Silence Echos

Silence
makes my heart break
Silence
Love, does not make

Silence
Was it all just a terrible mistake?
Silence
Was love just a game, just fake?

Silence
Leaves me heartbroken
Silence
Kills he feeling behind words unspoken

Silence
has is a shield you hide behind
Silence
Guards what's on your mind

Silence
Chills your heart's sound
Silence
Love cannot silently be found

Silence
has turned your dreams blind
Silence
is darkness in which you cannot find

Silence
Crushes the hopeful feelings that were kind
Silence
Of emptiness it did remind

Silence
Silence took all I sought to find
Silence
Silence was hurtful and unkind

Silence
Will kill love before it ripens on the vine
Love will go silently
But it's lonely hurt will echo for all time

poem by James T. Adair
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Right Where It Counts

Were alone in the room
Playin hexan and doom
And now youre tellin me goodbye
So you want us apart
That puts a knife in my heart
And a tear welling up in my eye
But let me remind you
How much you have been blind too
Youve totally changed me
Mixed me up, rearranged me
My hair how you like
Quit hangin with mike
And now you repay me
By tryin to slay me
I want you to know
That you hit me too low
And that I can barely breathe
If I told you that Im bleeding inside
Would you let me get off my knees
(chorus)
Right where it counts
Thats where you hit me
Right where it counts
Im on my knees
Right where it counts
Stop kicking me, please
Right where it counts
Cmon, cmon, yeah
Right where it counts
I used to play football
I once was a goofball
But you didnt like that
No, you didnt like that
The guys call me whipped
My popularity slipped
Because you just wanted a doormat
We shouldve been friends
And Id do it again
If you and I could get back
Back on the highway
I thought wed share our lives
Me husband, you wife
Now Im confused
And battered and Im bruised
Why are you so mean
Now your ruptured my spleen
And my lowest extremities
If we were alone
And your parents werent home
Id now a hundred obscenities
(chorus 2x)
If I really loved you
This is what youd do
Oh baby, I can love you
Right through that vid
cause thats the way you show me
How much you love me
Or is it really something
Youre trying to say
(chorus 2x)
Right where it counts
(repeat 12x)

song performed by by 2gether
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Not Quite Sonic

Not yet sonic
But I'd like to reach the point
Where I can say
Yes I am
But it always seems to be
About sensibilities
And not who's listening
No I'm not quite sonic
What's real in the art school
What's real in the white room
This yet to tell my conscience
Who to trust my thoughts with
Or who to love
You're oh so sonic
So and so fantastically boring
You're a fashion whore
Being real is one thing
Being nothing is something
But at this point
There's something wrong
Chemically expensive hair
Money that we wear
Will get us what?
It kinda makes you think
Only animals
Are friends... surreal friends
Truly sonic
The sights
They're embryonic
See what you want
I'm not quite sonic
The sounds
They're quadraphonic
Semi-moronic
Not quite sonic

song performed by by I Mother Earth
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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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