Proposed – A Question!
A friend a man profusely proud in uniform
manly beer glass firmly grasped in hand.
Said in solemn sincerity patriotic words addressing me.
‘If there was a war. Would you fight! ’
Silence of serious sustained concentrated thought.
Seconds ticking by underline leaden heartbeats.
Startled mind examines defines depths determining own soul.
Answer explodes into vacuum vaporizing awaiting anticipation.
A single word registers upon unbelieving ears.
A whisper ripples across times dust deaf ears.
‘No.’ Silence of self realization. ‘ I wouldn’t fight.’
‘What kind of an attitude is that! ’
‘What would happen if everyone had an attitude like that! ’
Silence of dumbfounding cunning unleashed.
‘There would be no wars.’
Silence of time unending ticking by.
‘But not everyone will think like that! ’
‘No. But if they did. There would be no wars.’
Drawn forth reasoned reply as an accurate accusing answer. Unintended.
Reached resolute answer from resolved wisdom echoing eternal within.
Friend lamented restructuring rise. Hedonistic not. Peace Hippy Movement.
Ruin of civilian masculine hero soldier worship.
Galling ghost haunting decisive defeat in Vietnam.
Teenage youth so young also in uniform.
Destined to be a wandering war correspondent.
With sight seeing future giving eyes.
With heavy heart weighted in stone.
Watched invisible words glow in darkness.
See also two other variants of this theme, ‘Recipe For Peace’ & ‘Recipe For Peace: Reality Check’.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Recipe For Peace
The Question:
Would you fight for
your country?
If there was a war?
The Answer:
No I wouldn’t fight.
The Retort:
What sort of an attitude is that?
What would happen if everyone
had an attitude like that?
The Reply:
There would be no wars.
The Solution:
Silence. A simple recipe.
For true world peace.
There would be no wars.
See also two other variants of this theme, ‘Recipe For Peace: Reality Check’ and ‘Proposed – A Question! ’.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Recipe For Peace: Reality Check
The Question:
Would you fight for
your country?
If there was a war?
The Answer:
No I wouldn’t fight.
The Retort:
What sort of an attitude is that?
What would happen if everyone
had an attitude like that?
The Reply:
There would be no wars.
Emotional Overload: Body Language:
Controlled Breathing Pause Extending Indefinitely.
Mounting Anger of Suppressed Rage.
Reason verses Conflicted Emotions! Pause extending.
The Outburst: An admission:
But not everyone thinks like that!
Reasoned Response:
Yes. But if they did there would be no wars.
The Solution:
Silence. A simple recipe.
For true world peace.
There would be no wars.
See also two other variants of this theme, ‘Recipe For Peace’ and ‘Proposed – A Question! ’.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Moment Of Silence
In the middle of my room
I sat to let my soul speak
As my ears listened keenly
Silence, do not speak
My eyes tightly closed
But still saw myself
Right in-front of me
No matter what I do
I can't forget myself
Silence.....
In silent darkness,
Where I could hear a pin drop
And see tears roll down your cheeks
My heart condemned me
For misjudging and hurting you
I tender my apology...Silence
I am not a superhuman
Let this stick in your mind
With my words I will be kind
Do this to every man
Silence....please take part
Human learn to consult
Everything in silence
So your mind is alert
What can lack of silence do?
It sent Jesus to the cross!
I judged an MP out of his words!
You talked nonsense!
This time I choose silence
Try to understand my decision
If you don't understand my silence
You won't understand my words
In my silence I achieved
Love that binds all
Kindness that the blind can see
Humility that a shames the proud
Wisdom that bothers a genius
Silence...
Moostef Vosti
poem by Moostef Vosti
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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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I've no answer...
Honeyed words
Shared till then
Assume sourness
In no time
If you ask me the reason
I’ve no answer
Melody to ears till then
Block the ears
With jarring notes
In no time
If you ask me the reason
I’ve no answer
The hands
Clasped till then
Get unclasped
In no time
If you ask me the reason
I’ve no answer
The eyes that spoke of
Simple love and affection
Till then, assume daggers
In no time
If you ask me the reason
I’ve no answer
Life simply strays
From its short
And sweet interludes
In no time
If you ask me the reason
I’ve no answer
Several abrupt shifts
Creep into lives
Creating unfathomable chasms
Immeasurable distances
Cutting edges
Just for no reason
And then
Silence hangs around
Like a noose
Silence hangs about
Like a knife
If you ask me the reason
Promise...even now, I’ve no answer
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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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A Moment Of Silence
Bow your head and listen
its a lesson to learn
yet it your not getting
but you raise your hand to ask a question
but no one can answer
so you bow your head in silence
they all begin to laugh
not with you but at you
you sit alone because theres nothing you can do
you ask for peace
to be left alone
but tears fall when your on your own
burning memories
and riping pasts
hoping for moments that will last
so listen now and listen good
because my ears are open
atleast someones should
poor it all out to me open your heart
all of it builds up inside
so its tearing you a part
can we have a moment of silence
for the times you tried but in the end failed
a moment of silence for when the truths revailed
and someone actually wants to listen
a moment of silence for concentration
hear your heart beat
so when you look up you'd be standing by me
Can we have a moment of silence?
poem by Yahdaj Roseney
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Discover ‘SILENCE ‘
I discovered a stunning stillness,
‘SILENCE’ a musical wave,
My thoughts dint appear beautiful than this time,
I felt, I regained my inner dead Emotions,
And now ponder more on …Silence’s Beauty...
Silence is a mystery,
And a magical union,
Silence is of soul and heart,
And mind’s internal peace,
Silence unite love with all creations,
And form attachment with all disclosed hearts.
Silence belongs to everyone,
It is beyond word ‘SILENCE’….
It inculcates an extreme essence to fasten together,
And embody a true peace and love within and around.
Silence is present every moment...
And it alerts you to open yourself towards life.
Silence is present every moment...
Within the stillness of nights and peace of early mornings
Silence is present every moment…
To intimate its appearance in all worldly needs.
poem by Richa Dhodi
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Some Silence, Some Words
Today somewhere a mirror broke
And a music of end splashed in the pages of time,
Someone lost his meanings in the broken mirror..
And an unending silence flowed
Many things happen silently, , ,
How the silent weeping of the lost meaning wander in the depth of the night, , ,
I unveil the sea of darkness...i find only silence
And the music of the end keeps on splashing around
Life is all about some silence and some words…
Far away a poet was looking for words, .
And a poem was seeking for its understanding, ,
for the heart where words dwell with meanings, ,
As long as they both were away everything was all right...
And when they met, , ,
the poet lamented on the end of words of the poem, , ,
and the poem on the unending silence of the poet, , , , ,
poems are not about understanding....
poet is not about words, , , ,
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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The Silence Inside
The Silence Inside
It's amazing how easily silence can disperse laughter. As joyful smiles to outrageous videos play deep into the night, the loudest silence nobody ever hears coming let's everyone feel it's presence.
For once, in too long, there is a connection between heartbeats, not through laughter, nor music, but in distorted silence. Distorted silence that followed a telephone ring and a playful joke. The one with the last laugh is the first to lose his voice.
Smiles fade and sweaty palmed statues appear where there once stood living beings. Then, cold, like a shockwave that deadens the cells, and makes light work of the ears as the brain shuts off connection to what seems to be a miscommunication, or a bad translation between mediums. And without those
ears; silence. Doesn't even matter because even with those ears, there's still silence, as your entire world stops spinning for just a moment. one moment, that seems like years.
Then one speaks, in hopes for a false alarm perhaps? But the reply in silence is the loudest alarm you'll never hear. Then you're brain goes dead with nothing but replayed memories; what were you doing? How long ago was that? I can't believe I said that! You know, I never did........ And silence. Then the clock starts ticking, and the crowd disperses, much like laughter, only leaving, in it's wake, an earth still spinning in silence.
poem by Bragg Adocio
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Silence
I have known the silence of the stars and of the sea,
And the silence of the city when it pauses,
And the silence of a man and a maid,
And the silence of the sick
When their eyes roam about the room.
And I ask: For the depths,
Of what use is language?
A beast of the field moans a few times
When death takes its young.
And we are voiceless in the presence of realities --
We cannot speak.
A curious boy asks an old soldier
Sitting in front of the grocery store,
"How did you lose your leg?"
And the old soldier is struck with silence,
Or his mind flies away
Because he cannot concentrate it on Gettysburg.
It comes back jocosely
And he says, "A bear bit it off."
And the boy wonders, while the old soldier
Dumbly, feebly lives over
The flashes of guns, the thunder of cannon,
The shrieks of the slain,
And himself lying on the ground,
And the hospital surgeons, the knives,
And the long days in bed.
But if he could describe it all
He would be an artist.
But if he were an artist there would be deeper wounds
Which he could not describe.
There is the silence of a great hatred,
And the silence of a great love,
And the silence of an embittered friendship.
There is the silence of a spiritual crisis,
Through which your soul, exquisitely tortured,
Comes with visions not to be uttered
Into a realm of higher life.
There is the silence of defeat.
There is the silence of those unjustly punished;
And the silence of the dying whose hand
Suddenly grips yours.
There is the silence between father and son,
When the father cannot explain his life,
Even though he be misunderstood for it.
There is the silence that comes between husband and wife.
There is the silence of those who have failed;
And the vast silence that covers
Broken nations and vanquished leaders.
There is the silence of Lincoln,
Thinking of the poverty of his youth.
And the silence of Napoleon
After Waterloo.
And the silence of Jeanne d'Arc
Saying amid the flames, "Blessed Jesus" --
Revealing in two words all sorrows, all hope.
And there is the silence of age,
Too full of wisdom for the tongue to utter it
In words intelligible to those who have not lived
The great range of life.
And there is the silence of the dead.
If we who are in life cannot speak
Of profound experiences,
Why do you marvel that the dead
Do not tell you of death?
Their silence shall be interpreted
As we approach them.
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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Let It Be
Producers : stock/ aitken/ waterman
Recorded in 1987 as a charity single for the zeebrugge ferry disaster. lyrics taken from uk album sleeve.
When i find myself in times of trouble
Mother mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
And when the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be
For though they may be parted
There is still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
There will be an answer, let it be
And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be
When i wake up to the sound of music
Mother mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
Let it be, oh let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
When i find myself in times of trouble
Mother mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be...(x8)
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Lend Me Silence
Lend me silence
The noise is drowning me
Making my heart unheard
Making my spirit inaudible
Silence is peace
Silence is joy
Give me silence
Give me peace
Noise is polluting
I long to hear
My breath
And whisper
Lend me silence
Lend me peace
My soul is yearning
For solace
poem by Champs Ulysses Cabinatan
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Notes Before Going...
it's over.
I'll leave a note,
i did not fight my wars
i let them pass
i viewed each fighter
with dismay
how they failed
and died, and so i think i was wise enough to use my sound discretion,
i did not fight my wars
i let them be.
i watched every mistake
i think i learned a lot.
my teachers gave my silence an honorable name.
and they always remember me for that.
i did not fight any war,
i simply watched and listened.
those who died cursed me
but i did not bother.
before i go, i must tell them this wisdom.
in not fighting my wars,
i won.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Let It Be
When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom
Let it be
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right it front of me
Speaking words of wisdom
Let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
when all the broken hearted people
Living in this world agree
There will be an answer
Let it be
and though they may be parted there is
still a chance that they will see
There mustbe an answer
Let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
there will be an answer
Let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
there must be an answer
Let it be
And though the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine until tomorrow
Let it be
I wake up to the sound of music
and Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom
Let it be
oh, Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
song performed by by Tom Jones
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Silence
Silence
I get nothing to say
When my tears became dry
Since you've denied
My love that reached the sky.
And what are you awaiting for
After you've left and exist no more.
All what you can get is Silence.
For words left my service.
And went to serve the vices,
When my tongue to the heart failed to give advice.
Silence can speak of my pains more
Than you from my lips are awaiting for.
Silence can tell you
Now i 'll not forgive you.
Cry when your eyes meet my eye
That silence can make you die
And summons severe tears into your eye
By my heart Silent cry.
poem by Shymaa Awad
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Silence, where there are no words! !
'somewhere in my heart I still find myself some time,
I keep all the loneliness at one side and let the silence rhyme,
Then I open my mind to some fairy tales,
some heartless mind wandering trails,
oh then and there,
I land up somewhere,
up above the sky height.
I open the cockpit of my flight
and see the words flowing into you
oh you are the first woman whom i knew,
you are someone to whom my first words were addressed,
oh my heart rupturing mother come lets get dressed,
as we have to go so far away even from your words
to seek the language of the silence where there are no word,
the ultimate and utter silence mother'
'but what will you do there if there are no words there,
the ever eating silence will scare you and get your out, fear',
said the crystal eyed my other,
'won't you seek the silence in one another,
let me talk you through this out,
i want to hear my tears fall and sprout,
in this loneliness and utter silence i cry,
i am so soused but it's still dry,
no matter what i can't stop this thought of mine,
yes, there will be silence and everything will be fine'.
poem by Aneesh Koul
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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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When The Peace Negotiations Have Failed
The fight for our freedom.
Its not for me, but for you.
Chained to a steel chair, condemned in silence.
Accusations of inciting of violence.
What do we do when the peace negotiations have failed?
What do we do when your brother is wearing a uniform and pointing a gun at you?
Do we love all of them all the more?
Forced into a war.
Choices of poverty by a single declaration.
We are the people and we will not be silent.
Even if it means dieing.
We stand in a line holding hands stopping all traffic upon the city streets.
A nuisance to the wealthy.
But you will hear me.
I do not stand alone.
Their is 99 to everyone of you.
The fight for our freedom.
Its not for me, but for you.
Chained to a steel chair, condemned in silence.
Accusations of inciting of violence.
What do we do when the peace negotiation failed?
What do we do when your brother is wearing a uniform and pointing a gun at you?
Do we love all of them all the more?
Forced into a war.
Choices of poverty by a single declaration.
We are the people and we will not be silent.
Even if it means dieing.
What is it this movement is if not trying.
The old ladies, and men you see are out with their canes and wheel chairs.
They support us in this fight against oppression.
Why don't you?
Why is it that so many walk away in the face of adversity.
You say, but they pay our wages.
But with out you they would be no wages to be made.
A profit decayed.
The fight for our freedom.
Its not for me, but for you.
Chained to a steel chair, condemned in silence.
Accusations of inciting of violence.
What do we do when the peace negotiation failed?
What do we do when your brother is wearing a uniform and pointing a gun at you?
Do we love all of them all the more?
Forced into a war.
Choices of poverty by a single declaration.
We are the people and we will not be silent.
Even if it means dieing.
Trust me when I say it is worth dieing for.
Centuries ago our founding fathers did the same.
The mother country would not hold us captive to debts created to create their city of gold.
And today the same rules apply.
When a government gets out of control.
We must say no, no, NO! ! ! !
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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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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