Sound Of Silence
Mute to words of reason,
Lost intention gropes
Dim in the memory
Of a past forbidden love and hope
That seem forever lost...
Echoes still persist,
Repeating the message
Delivered by suggestion
In the deafness of language...
Empty, empty canyons
Make louder wanting sounds
And their silent ways
Become vivid footprints
Of mindful grounds...
Tunes ardently played once,
Impressing within her ears,
The sphere of sound
That now she cannot longer hear...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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My Dark Dreams
I'm in the dark
And I'm lost
In my mind, screaming
Through the empty
Space, filled with no light
All I hear is my echo
I listen and hear the echo
Of silent breaking through the dark
Nothingness that consumes any light
That I don't see, in this lost
Place of empty
Dreaming, in which I scream
Soon as it stops, the screaming
High painful cry, and the echo
Fades, leaving me again in the empty
Hallow thoughts of my dark
Sleep, and wander through my mind lost
Of what I had, it was my light
What I had was like a warm light
That held me from the bitter screaming
Of the cold, it found me when I was lost
It covered me like a blanket, and echoed
Through my soul, with it I was never in the dark
And never left empty
Now, in my sleep, I am empty
The warm blanket of hte light
No longer holds me, but exposes me to the dark
And painful piercing screams
Of my own voice echoing
In my nightmares of what I've lost
I am lost
In the emptiness
Of my own pain, that echoes
Through me, and all I want again is the light
For it I scream
In my dreams, but all I get in the dark
I dream of the dark and I'm lost
My screaming is only heard by the empty
Space in my mind, where light shined, but there is only echo.
poem by Nicole Hiebing
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Lost
Days lost in empty colors
Time lost in dark clouds
dreams lost at the end
of some forgotten rainbow
whispers in silent sounds
You opened up your wings
on your head shining bright
you showed your halo
holding out your hand
I held on to yours
Now days are never lost again
my soul flying free
somewhere in the wind
with you, where you took me
Once sorrows cried at night
now no longer do they exist
with what tomorrow brings
sealed with your sweet kiss
the past buried in the sand
Two hearts that contrite
lost once forever
never to love like this
joined as one together
(spiritwind-2009)
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Be Aware My Love
Do these words of mine that live in ink
Reach the echoes of your silent heart?
It, at last, our quiet lips should meet
The mingling of our breath would then speak
The truth, and the truth be made aware
That I love you more than you can hear...
This is for you, stranger, who would be
My wife, my companion, my love
For all of time, both mine and yours
Are one and the same forevermore
Believe me! I need you by my side,
You are my strength, my hope and my guide...
I love you with all my heart!
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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I Am The Whirlwind
Outside,
The wind breathes through me
As though it was alive
And I was the element
Cutting through the edges
Of time and stillness
With the angles of my mind...
A hollow shell washed out
From the Sea
Onto the shore of life
With the echoes of forever
Swirling inside...
I am the whirlwind
Storming through eternity,
Impressing my passing journey
Into the Earth's tranquility...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Lost Forever
Unheard of love was dreaming inside her hair
The facts of life and me were screaming
I wasnt there
So we took upon myself to swallow
What I should see
And if the world should beg to follow
Id disagree
We took her head outside and waited
Until the rain
Called all the dreams anticipated
And never came
She held him in her arms you wondered
Is it to be
Is love an everlasting thunder
Or are we
Are we lost forever
Are we lost forever
Lost forever
Are we lost forever
Are we lost forever
Lost forever
Unseen of worlds existing
Inside the waves
Of all unfolding in the mystery
In secret ways
The dreams are all becoming clearer
The clouds are green
Is any way a wee bit nearer
Or are we
Are we lost forever
Are we lost forever
Are we lost forever
Are we lost forever
Lost forever
Are we lost forever
Are we lost forever
Are we in lust forever
Lost forever
song performed by by Men Without Hats
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Love (All Over The World)
unheard of love was dreaming inside her hair
the facts of life and me were screaming
i wasn't there
so we took upon myself to swallow
what i should see
and if the world should beg to follow
i'd disagree
we took her head outside and waited
until the rain
called all the dreams anticipated
and never came
she held him in her arms you wondered
is it to be
is love an everlasting thunder
or are we
are we lost forever
are we lost forever
lost forever
are we lost forever
are we lost forever
lost forever
unseen of worlds existing
inside the waves
of all unfolding in the mystery
in secret ways
the dreams are all becoming clearer
the clouds are green
is any way a wee bit nearer
or are we
are we lost forever
are we lost forever
are we lost forever
are we lost forever
lost forever
are we lost forever
are we lost forever
are we in lust forever
lost forever
song performed by by Men Without Hats
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Silent
I hear no voices inside my head.
I hear no echoes in the wind.
Everything is silent.
I now know how the deaf must feel.
A world with no sound.
Words that don't speak.
Silent.
Well I guess it's wrong of me
to compare my writer's block
to the deaf, but that how I
feel.
Lost, and frustrated.
Seeing lips move but unable hear the words.
I'm a poet who wants to speak but no sound
do I hear.
Silent!
Girl On Terrace
I see a girl,
Standing on terrace,
Face covered with long curls,
Staring in the empty space,
She’s watching the stars, or the clouds,
I don’t know,
But her pale face is glowing in moonlight,
Showing her mood is a bit low,
She’s trying to catch,
Someone in the empty air,
Realizes soon it was just a shadow,
And lies back on the empty chair,
Her face is again in her hands,
Seems like gaining some words or thoughts,
Just a second passed and I hear a sob,
It seemed she was in pain,
Something hurt her a lot,
She was continuously touching,
The chair beside her,
Slowly and affectionately,
Like she was touching a person,
Close to her,
Again she realized,
There was no one sitting there,
It was again a shadow,
And seemed like she was going to shatter….
Suddenly, I saw a smile,
Reflecting pain, on her face,
Maybe she remembered something good from her past,
Or just an incident case,
She flinched,
As she remembered something,
Her face was worse than I first saw,
Her silent sobs now louder,
Than any other creatures creeping,
It seemed she was living an empty life,
Full of darkness and shadows,
I don’t know what had happened to her,
Wonder if she was hurt by circumstances, friend or foe?
Suddenly, she stood up,
And was going back downstairs,
The rhythm of stick, made me realize she was blind,
Maybe that was the pain,
Beneath her beautiful pale layers,
But I soon realized,
Her pain was more than that,
Of course,
I wanted to ask about the person in her empty shadows,
The reason for her silent sobs,
But that young girl,
On the terrace,
Sometimes smiling, sometimes sobbing,
With her pain and empty shadows,
Was lost………….
poem by Apurva Jain
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All That You Are
Repeating in my head
Betrayal
Repeating in my head
Insecurities
Repeating in my head
Diffidence
It's not your fault
The well of thought and trust has run dry
Don't be afraid to let go
Don't be afraid to start over when it's over
Let go
Let go
Let go
Let go
Let go of feelings
Let go of compromise
Hollow trunk for shelter
So dark and cold inside
I always seem to find myself alone
Jaded shell of being
Porous as a stone
Calloused
Rigid
Empty
Because of you
Let go of trusting
Lost thought for family
Let go of living
No more concerns of demise
I never seem to find rhythm for life's harmony
Contorted
Twisted broken
Without a reason
Calloused
Rigid
Empty
Because of you
It's all me
All you are
Without me
There's nothing else
There's no one
Brainwash
All you are
Without me
You're by yourself
There's no one
Hope is out of season
Lost sight
No hint of light
Get busy living or get busy dying
Calloused
Rigid
Empty
Because of you
It's all me
All you are
Without me
There's nothing else
There's no one
Brainwash
All you are
Without me
You're by yourself
There's no one
Save me
This loss
Closure my
Answer
So grant it
You owe me all that you are
Without me
You're nothing
You're no one
Terrified
Petrified
Nothing
You're no one
Do you care because I don't
Nothing
You're no one
Nobody cares so just go
Nothing
You're no one
By yourself all alone
It's all me
All you are
Without me
There's nothing else
There's no one
Brainwash
All you are
Without me
You're by yourself
There's no one
Save me
This loss
Closure my
Answer
So grant it
You owe me all that you are
Without me
You're nothing
song performed by by Mudvayne
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A Fallen Saint
The song once sung with sanguine summer sounds
Still echoes in the canyons of the past
Through time and space in memory resounds
Repeating in percipience it pounds
And lingers on unheeded to the last
The song once sung with sanguine summer sounds
Temptation closes in as it surrounds
Forgotten grace once easily amassed
Through time and space in memory resounds
Slowly every shelter finds the ground
The time of its temerity long past
The song once sung with sanguine summer sounds
Assured of its destruction as it pounds
The die of its undoing once was cast
Through time and space in memory resounds
A melody once treasured, now unfound
Its comfort and its glory unsurpassed
The song once sung with sanguine summer sounds
Through time and space in memory resounds
poem by Carlton Lloyd Smith
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Cry For The Lost
Something I forgot that I used to know
Keeps on coming back around.
Somewhere in the dark right before the dawn
Like a light from down the hall.
Suddenly some old familiar music
Songs I know Ive never heard before.
I gotta play along I cant refuse it
I hear the call.
Weve all been so proud of our blindness
No kindness to share
I used to cry for the lost
Until I had to turn away.
Then I looked inside, past the fool,
And found some deeper words to say
To bring us together.
We can make it better
We can make it right.
We hide behind the veil of our own success,
While were following the rules.
Our eyes refuse to see past our little hands
To the never changing truth.
Freedom needs to speak a little louder,
Justice needs to try her other arm.
Some of us could push a little harder
To sound the alarm.
And I see children marching
And I hear the drums again
I used to cry for the lost
Until I had to turn away.
Then I looked inside, past the fool,
And found some deeper words to say.
If we hope and pray,
It will come, give it half a chance.
Everyone, understand
In our hearts and our mind,
You know theres nothing left to hide,
Were already there.
I used to cry.
Cry for the lost I was walking away.
I used to try to find a reason.
Then I looked inside,
I used to mind everytime I was walking away,
I gotta find what Im feeling
To bring us together.
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Chicago
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Midnight summer hour
A Midnight summer hour, in the streets of a dormant city
That has not a sound from the warm dusty, pavement
The pale moon has lost her memory in nightly orbit of pity
She is smiling alone in awkward mockery, madness no sentiment
In the dimming lamplight the withered leaves of late summer
Are collecting at my feet and at the corner streets
And the wind by them begins at their hiss to moan
So terrifying sounds that it delays the hesitating dawn
The memory of her all alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the reminisces of old happy days
She was so beautiful then under the sun at the bay
I remember the time I knew that happiness was a delight
Let this divine memory live again in my fantasy
As I walk desolated in empty streets as every street lamp
Seems to beat a fatalistic beacon of final flame
A warning, of its doom approaching end and agonizing ecstasy
Someone mutters at the street lamp gutters band
And soon a fierce and foul dawn rises on the beach sand
The light from her window into the darkness beams
She is no longer mine such an abrasive realistic it seems
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Lunch With a Poet
I had lunch with a poet, just the other day.
A poet who has written fine and lofty verse,
Conveying his experiences, emotions and his ideas, in
Vivid, imaginative ways, condensed in simple language,
Choosing words for sound and power,
Rather than impressing readers with poetic adulterations.
Almost apologetically, he said he uses 'nickel words'
To write his inner thoughts. It was as if he were at fault,
As though he thought those simple sounds
Had lessened the intent of his poetic worth.
I emphasized how wrong he was, and tried
To make clear, a poet writes in sympathy with his reader,
Overleaping the barriers of understanding by the simplicity
Of his language, and of his words.
To write with words of misty meaning does not make
A mystic.
To write with vulgar words does not lift up the poem
On wings of song, it only floats as high as the poet's
Commonality who, mistaking flatulence for inspiration, becomes
Enmeshed in a literary byproduct of the foulest of excretion and Smells.
My friend failed to intellectually understand,
But spiritually Accepts, as his writings reveal,
That clarity of thought and mind is the poet's
Highest point of the poet's integrity.
poem by Lynn W. Petty
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Singing of the grounds
The moss being turned into a green tide
Making all things look so lost and sad
The sun's heart's open got nothing to hide
Though the piano rains in adagio fled
The keys unlocked slowly turn into a sound
Of a memory human for too long dead
Humus outpours tunes and forgotten rhymes
Earthquakes chase the rainbows
Earthquakes capture sunbeams
Waters' wicked undertows
Where nothing ever dreams
In tunes outplayed closing down all sounds
In silence stoned death singing of the grounds
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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I In My Forever Going On
I IN MY FOREVER GOING ON
I in my forever going on hear my own voice again and again
Repeating and repeating theme after theme:
“We will all die and all our loved ones be gone”
“To love here now those we love is all that we can best do”
“This little Israel surviving is still the best hope to somehow keep alive the hope of those lost in suffering in our long history”
“We may not be the last signal of the Universe but on Earth we humans are the jest and riddle the glory and the greatness of God’s universe”
The same themes,
Round and round over and over again-
As if to live were to be always returning to what we most are
And where we want to go is what we long ago knew inside as us.
I am not the man I wanted to be,
Or the writer, or the poet,
Or the great great great redeemer
Of my own father’s suffering
I did not heal the most hurt and still cannot
I did not make my way beyond what all others have written
In my own small words
After all the years
Still here
Thank G-d
I write one more poem
As if it were the first
And always
Not the last.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Just Another Empty Memory
Days we woke up together
and I held onto your hand
two lovers lying in the warm summer sand
with the smell of a passing rain in the air
thinking about the times of forever
that we would always share
And all those nights we sat outside
by the glimmering of a open fire
and would talk about our plan
in you I would always confide
my every thought of my only desire
But now all I seem to see
is just another empty memory
of everything that use to be
wondering about what we have become
A smile upon your face
a soul never lost out of place
shining like the morning sun
with moonbeams in your long brown hair
you would walk in harmony
always feeling free
was a time you saw everything in me
But now all you seem to see
is just another empty memory
of everything that use to be
wondering about what we have become
So you hide behind your tears
trying to forget those lonely years
lost inside your doubt and fears
watching it all come undone
while the time only slowly disappears
Still we both keep moving on
though our dreams are all gone
like words from some forgotten song
knowing beside each other
is where we both belong
But now all we seem to see
just another empty memory
of everything that use to be
wondering about what we have become
(spiritwind-2010)
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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A Wise Choice
I have learned throughout time,
The hard and painful ways
To listen with empty ears,
To those nasty and disturbing words
That I may encounter any day
Fluttering in the air...
I cannot afford negative forces
To overshadow the peace of mind
And spirituality within me...
Walking away from boisterous events
Seems to be my best choice,
For reasoning and wisdom
Must always prevail...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Amid The Quiet Silence
How quiet the night sky
Cloud covered and empty
How silent my heart
Alone and lonely
But for these words
I fear the would be nothing
But the memory of you
Which makes me weep
Tears of such divine love
Unable to speak
To make a sound to the night
In contemplation I find
Such joy in the memory of you
poem by Matthew Holloway
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I Want To Cry
I want to cry
But I can't,
To dropp visible tears
All over my wary face,
Tears, the physical evidence
Of a passionate past love
That is still suffocating me
And driving me to insanity!
I want to openly cry
And let all my inside out,
Letting the whole World
Become the second witness
As God is the first one already
Of this great love!
Tears of a true love
Rolling down like a river! ...
Tears s the vivid expression
Of my now silent and broken heart!
Tears that like the stars
That exploded long time ago
Vanishing forever
In the immense firmament
But still its luminosity
Is reaching the Earth!
I want to desperately cry
But honestly, I can't,
Must be the silly pride
That is holding me down
Deeply inside!
Now, I wish I could
Have the power
To revive the joyful past
But I can't,
Leaving me no choice
But to let the bygones
Be the bygones
And freely moving on!
I want to cry
But I can't!
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Footprints of My Silence
Simple words revealing a pure love
That slowly is drowning me
In the deep Ocean of my silence
Every time I think of you
While sorrows and sadness
Little by little are killing me...
Last night, while pretending
That I was waiting for you,
I suddenly felt a chill,
That clearly froze my heart and mind
And for a second,
I thought it was you approaching
But it turned out to be
My mind playing tricks on me...
I felt really devastated and empty,
Like a morning without dew
Or a dried rose without scent
Or a candle consumed by time..
Now, alone and terribly sad,
While listening to an old song
That reminds me of the time
When we were happy together
Some time ago...
Vivid memories of my past
Ripping my life apart
Every day that passes by
And I still think of you,
Then like a baby I cry,
Saying goodnight to myself
Hoping that tomorrow
Will be a better day
When I would bury my past
But preserve my Hope and Faith...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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