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Fingers to the Lips

A poem on the value of silence

By Michelle LiewPublished 2 months ago 1 min read
Fingers to the Lips
Photo by pawel szvmanski on Unsplash

Silence is golden. I value it extremely, but as this post shows, I find it hard to keep.

So saying, I have only one alternative - to extol the value of it. Inspiration is one.

Silence is respect, gives one clarity, and ironically, actually enhances communication because one actually thinks through what one has to say.

Silence enhances one’s well-being. Fingers to the lips, all.

Fingers touch soft to the lips

Arched and reverent, now

Stopping words from falling, tactless slip

Seals them with a bow

Nimble fingers kind

Their touch so tender

Pressed yet mild

That we remember

What words to say

To touch new souls

The lines to pray

Not be too bold

Nimble fingers, ever kind

Their touch gentle, ever mild. 


About the Creator

Michelle Liew

Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran2 months ago

    This was so beautiful written! Loved your poem!

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