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Written 1 June 2025 for Silence Listens Poetry Contest Sponsored by Craig Cornish

Silence Listens

                                             Silence Listens

	                         In the quietude of a room at night
                       When all is hushed to stern and strict silence
                       When the soft chirping of crickets takes flight
                      When rebounds of the breeze are no hindrance,
                              A listening silence creeps in around,
                           A deep quietness invades the surround;

                        In the serene space where no voice slithers
                           Silence stretches its soft, sensitive ears
                           To eavesdrop a desolate folk`s shivers
                          Gauge the extent of a soul`s inner fears
                               Listen to pangs of a desolate heart
                              And try relief and rapture to impart;

                                    The solitary silence of a room,
                           Seemly spot to delve down the inner self
                       The seedbed for truth to take root and bloom
                               A fitting ground to realise oneself,
                          Lends its kind ears to echoes from the wall
                                And is a close companion in the fall.

                             Let the roaring din of the outside world
                         Entice those who yearn for mundane delight;
                              For splendid souls who seek serenity
                              Silence of a room ignites inner light,
                                Ideal seedbed for enlightenment
                              And liberation from imprisonment.

                          Let the ears of silence hear our heartbeats,
                               Vibrations of our spirit and our soul,
                             That it may transmit tales of our feats
                             To the sky where it may wish to unfurl
                            As silence is the place where we become,
                     The source from where transpire our sweetest hums.
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George Avatar
June 4, 2025 at 5:37 AM
From silence arises our sweetest hums. So very true. In cacophony, no poem is born. Profound and meaningful are your thoughts on silence. All the Best dear friend.
Guptar Avatar
June 4, 2025 at 9:03 AM
Thank you dear poet for appreciating the above poem and for your kind wishes. Wishing you a cheerful day.
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