A silent voice seen.
Lonelyness.. shouts out alowd,
from the silence of a strange man, who stands alone..but within a crowd.
Silence keeps his company...and of few men who are so prowd.
Lonelyness, shouts out again... from the crowd.
poem by James Urwin
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Catastrophe Within Silence
silence as in a room with no sound
but the hard pounding drops of rain against the window
silence as in being in a crowd of people
but no one is paying any attention to you
silence as in the pain that harvests inside
but not a soul is around to help u through it
silence yet another meaning of no commotion
but leaves many oblivious to anything of mention
there is catastrophe within silence
but who are those to even realize it?
not a word against a crowd
or a cry for help
not a simple acknowledgment
or an act speaking an opinion
silence
silence may be the
fear
shock
or agitation
within our world that leaves everyone
speechless
till all that is left is
catastrophe within silence
poem by Erin Sullivan
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While Silence Is Her Refuge
He crushed her being,
spat on her education,
raked her self-confidence
burned her plans
charted in the kitchen
where her work was never done.
Violence upon violence
visited her scar-ridden body
The pain so severe
she could not even scream.
Silence was her refuge.
Her wounds ran much deeper
than sisters could imagine
But she swam alone in the
sea of her nightmares and anguish
fears covered, cries stifled
Silence was her refuge.
The crowd had a million ears
but not one for the moans
of a sister’s tortured soul
It taunted her for her questions
crucified her for her speech
Word of pain was infamy
The crowd rubbed salt on the
raw, bleeding wound
Since then, silence became her refuge
A daughter now does the work
that is never done
Her spirit protests not
numbed by her mother’s death
and her own, for like her mother
she died a hundred deaths
and will die a hundred more
because silence is her refuge.
The crowd does not know
that silence betrays
The crowd itself has run
a million times
to silence for refuge
It still does.
When will the crowd realize
that silence is a foe?
It harbors violence
and squeezes the blood
that waters and keeps alive
the tree of death
that has eternal life
while silence is woman’s refuge.
13 March 2000
poem by Cheryl L. DaytecYañgot
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Upon The Silent, Lonely Hill
Many sleepless nights I spent
Upon the silent, lonely hill.
An invitation for others to join,
But I was the only one who went.
Silence is golden,
Especially in a crowd.
But having no one to share the silence with,
Cannot possibly make a man proud.
Silence among the trees,
Silence among the lakes.
And only by distraction silence breaks.
But overall,
Silence is desolate.
And bitter to the end.
poem by Preston Simmons
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I Dont Wanna Fight
I can t sleep
Everything I ever knew
Is a lie without you
I can t breathe
When my heart is broke in two
There s no beat
Without you
You re not gone but you re not here
Atleast that s the way it seems tonight
If we can try to end these wars
I know that we can make it right
Cause baby
I don t wanna fight no more
I forgot what we were fighting for
And this lonelyness that s in my heart
Wont let me be apart from you
I don t wanna have to try
Girl to live without you in my life
So I m hoping we can start tonight
Cause I don t wanna fight no more
How can I leave
When everything that I adore
And everything I m living for
Girl it s in you
I can t dream
Sleepless nights have got me bad
The only dream I ever had
Is being with you
I know that we can make it right
It s gonna take a little time
Lets not leave our selves with no way out
Lets not cross that line
That line
I don t wanna fight no more
I forgot what we were fighting for
And this lonelyness that s in my heart
Won t let me be apart from you
I don t wanna have to try
Girl to live without you in my life
So I m hoping we can start tonight
Cause I don t wanna fight no more
Remember that I made a vow
That I would never let you go
I meant it then I mean it now
And I want to tell you so
I don t wanna fight no more oh no
I forgot what we were fighting for
And this lonelyness that s in my heart
Won t let me be apart from you
I don t wanna have to try
Girl to live without you in my life
So I m hoping we can start tonight can we start
Cause I don t wanna fight no more
I don t wanna fight no more
I forgot what we were fighting for
And this lonelyness that s in my heart
Wont let me be apart from you
I don t wanna have to try
Girl to live without you in my life
So I m hoping we can start tonight
Cause I don t wanna fight no more
It s a lie without you without you
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4. That Blooming Cat
Round the corner up a tree
A small black cat looked down at me
A large Alsatian starred at cat
Near the tree where now he sat
Cat was hissing the dog went woof
Each had nearly had enough
All night long they’d sat and starred
Not at home but no one cared
Cat looked sad and gave a wow
Dog barked so much louder now
Crowd starts forming dog gets madder
Someone shouts I’ll get a ladder
Placed the ladder up to the tree
Then the crowd all looked at me
I reached the cat the crowd all starred
But I can’t get down cos now I’m scarred
poem by by unknown author (2008)
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Explorations: XXX
Silence,
A sanctuary amidst
Nature
Silence,
A retreat amidst
noisy crowd
Silence,
A haven to withdraw
For self
Silence,
For a communion with
Self and beyond!
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Lovers quarrel
Gee, what’s that for?
Silence, silence and a longer silence followed
Do I have to ask you again?
There ensued a deeper look piercing but no word
What? What is your problem?
You are my problem, you are, and he answered!
Now, both are shouting, is there anything weird?
Silence, the crowd is enjoying what they heard.
poem by Edgar Rendon Eslit
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In The Middle Of The Crowd
in the middle of the crowd
where there is so much noise
all mouths talking
with no one listening
all arms and hands
moving and shouting
and all feet walking to
and fro like grandfather's
clock's mechanical pendulum
when the world seems to be
crowded not just with people
but with words
dishonest words and other
things that we do not really mean
why not try the silence of the stars
outside this crowd
on the grass, soft, soft grass
with the wind, cool cool winds
why not try the silence of the stars
under the sky
why not spend a little time with
the moon
let us try silence for a while
who knows
this world may still have peace
who knows
our overbeating hearts may
find its needed rest
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The crowd is the catalyst.
Whenever you are in the crowd
There I get you by sensual aid
As eyes are swords, more than words.
You are at ease in the crowd,
So private and so shrewd
In your approach to my side
That no one can suspect.
Enough. That only I expect.
A clear internet exists,
That binds us with no exits.
You are so sophisticated;
I am so intoxicated.
Whenever you are in the crowd
I never miss the very crowd.
You are the reason that I survive.
You are the cause my youth relives.
Whenever we are in the crowd
In us is lost the whole crowd.
We are fed when our eyes meet.
More than that, I want not.
Less than that, I stand not.
We are at ease in the crowd.
The whole time I shall incur.
I salute the crowd to recur.
30.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Alone with Silence
I walk alone away from the crowd
Often lost in my thoughts
Often lost in my silence
I want to curl up, curl up again,
Curl up till I am lost within
Invisible to myself
Never to be seen again
Never to be heard again
To be lost in silence
To celebrate silence
To converse with silence
Alone I walk with my silence
poem by Long John Silver
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True Words
It is in silence
And in silence
It is talked
It is in the crowd
And in the crowd
It is sung
It is in dream
And in dream
It is shown
It is in pray
And in pray
It is pleaded
It is in grief
And in grief
It is whispered
It is in anger
And in anger
It is blown
It is in hug
And in hug
It is felt
It is in writing
And in writing
It is thought
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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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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On Deaf Ears
Silence
silence
silence
Is what we all seem to hear
Even though
there are
many
many
of us
screaming
on the
inside
I
am
breaking,
someone is yelling
I
am
dying,
another shouts
Mother hits me
Boyfriend berates me
Friends bully me
Dad drinks
Sister's pregnant
Mom's in jail
I'm sick
I'm dying
I'm hurt
I'm done
I'm tired
I'm unhappy
I'm scared
I'm lonely
Everyone
has
something
Something
we
have
to
deal
with
Something that frightens us
Something that hurts us
Something that breaks us
And usually
People
aren't
around
to
hold
you
up
And
keep
you
safe
A lot of people
will not
hear you
But
maybe
Someone will see it
And hope
is
stronger than
anything.
poem by Claudia Jane
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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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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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in a crowd of people, in a sea of people
you can just be a wooden sail, and sail like
there are no people in there, in the sea of people,
you can just be yourself, like they do not exist,
you can even just be any kind of wave in there,
a small gentle wave with the usual sea cap, a white
foamy sea cap, indistinguishable like the rest of the
people in the sea of people, and in this sea where you
are just one of them, there is really no problem, you are
just like them, behaving just like anyone of them, and you can always be with them, lonely, lonely like them, always being like them, in a crowd, in this uniformity, in this
anonymity, but once it may occur to you, that there is
something in yourself that simply shouts, I can be out
from here, out of here, from this cacophony, from this loneliness,
I cannot wait anymore, in the sea of people, I can be out,
An outcast, and it does not matter, deep within I know I can feel it now,
my mother was a seagull, and I have always known how to fly.
The time is now to spread the wings that I have been hiding.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In A Crowd, In A Sea Of People
in a crowd of people, in a sea of people
you can just be a wooden sail, and sail like
there are no people in there, in the sea of people,
you can just be yourself, like they do not exist,
you can even just be any kind of wave in there,
a small gentle wave with the usual sea cap, a white
foamy sea cap, indistinguishable like the rest of the
people in the sea of people, and in this sea where you
are just one of them, there is really no problem, you are
just like them, behaving just like anyone of them, and you can always be with them, lonely, lonely like them, always being like them, in a crowd, in this uniformity, in this
anonymity, but once it may occur to you, that there is
something in yourself that simply shouts, I can be out
from here, out of here, from this cacophony, from this loneliness,
I cannot wait anymore, in the sea of people, I can be out,
An outcast, and it does not matter, deep within I know I can feel it now,
my mother was a seagull, and I have always known how to fly.
The time is now to spread the wings that I have been hiding.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Em 3
about you
what shall i say about you?
ah, i prefer my
silence
this is my cure about
you
yes, my silence
it shall speak about
you my silence
my very own silence
to speak about your
long silence
now we are at peace
in our silence
both shall speak about
us yes our silence
our marital silence in
the silence of our bed
the root of all our
troubles freud say is in
the silence of our beds
two beds now
four meters apart
speaking in silence
the silence of the house
and the chairs
and the staircases
and the carpets and
the ticks and the
empty glasses or those
cold coffee and
frozen butter.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Role Of Grief Via Silence....
for as long as grief
does not leave you
silence will always speak louder
than any
shouts of joy or whispers of romance
silence is that brick on the road
cars are disturbed by its red elegance
women find it not just for the house
little in-significances
life is more chiseled this time
refined garments
perfumed feet
shiny white fingernails
drops of rain beneath the soiled feet
for as long as grief hovers on
unrequited love
there will always be more to tell
not in words not in words
it is the silence
that dwells on the wounded lips
it is the silence
that creeps in the heart
deadens the tongue
glowing soul, winged spirit without wounds
now, pure joy like light dispersed
in black skies
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Bring Em Back Alive
I was on my way
To the center of the sun
When I lost my wings
And I fell into the crowd
And they carried me
To a hole in the ground
And they burried me
Where no one can see
And no one would be around
I
I am a virus
I
I live in silence
I
I was on my way
To a city in the clouds
When I lost my mind
And I had to settle down
Then I had a dream
Of an island in the sea
Where the lepers die
Where no one survives
Where no one can hear there cries
I
I am a virus
I
I live in silence
I
Just like heathens thinking on our feat
Believe in god
Were one step
Two step
Three steps towards the graveyards
Hello to the memory
It seems that we forgot
I
I am a virus
I
I live in silence
I
I live in silence
Si...el...ence...
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