Silence has layers—I like the first. It is the hushed din of a room and the Lack of loud voices churning whilst Everything else continues unmuted
By Obsidian Words2 years ago in Poets
Soft stillness settles from the hum that lingers in my mind, Isolation sits in the car with me as I begin to drive, Love and loneliness find a place to combine,
By Rilee Arey2 years ago in Poets
Silence is lost, eroded nerves, consumed eco's. Idle laughter erased, no chuckle engulfed. Loud, egocentric nobodies, culminating everywhere.
By Joseph Barnett2 years ago in Poets
Sitting here In silent isolation. Waiting. Longing for your return Expecting a call from you everyday Never more shall I hear your beautiful voice
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Sanctuary with straps. Innerverse leaks oozes from beyond the four humors. Late or too early. Ether that poisons with kindness between two American Dad episodes.
By Willem Indigo2 years ago in Poets
Sometimes I Listen for an Echo of your voice. Night fades to day, and I can only hold onto your pillow, Clinging to the memories and the
By Rae Janney2 years ago in Poets
Sudden savior sinks to shrugs. Inner monologue becomes cyanide; fast-acting in slow-mo. Lord of lengthy absences, sure. Erosion turns sweet memories to clattering 'who? From where?'
Sitting amongst the silence of the orange flowers. Including the lilies and roses nearby Loving life as I meditate on the
By Denise Larkin2 years ago in Poets
Shuttering of windows and locking of doors internalizing surface level feelings until the night falls loss of sound, distractions, and company
By Blue Dymond2 years ago in Poets
Slowly they all stopped paying attention I look around and theres no one to listen Listen to my cries, my thoughts, and dreams
Shush baby sleep. It's a full moon tonight. Let the magic into your dreams. Easy in your settled bed. Night gleams upon you.
Sitting around, trying to make sense of it all. Innocence lost, felt through the echoes of my empty walls. Laughter depleted, joy removed.
