Listened Poems - Poems about Listened

Like the petals of a rose receive the dew My ears tingle with the voice That calls my name. As the sun with the dawn I arise beckoned by the voice That calls my name. Here I am. I called you not. I return to my ease. Simply mistaken. Like the willow shimmers with the breeze My ears dance to the voice That calls my name. As the...

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I cried out to God on bended knee I listened as He prayed over me That prayer made all the difference Yes indeed it set me free Now set free I am so joyful All the day long I sing His praises Lifted high above the heavens He's with me all of my days...

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"No one dare Disturb the sound of silence" Quote taken from the Sounds of Silence by Paul Simon. Echoes of a lingering quiet time, When no one hears the bells that chime. Through the abyss I feel myself falling. My voice cant be heard, although I am calling. Silence has deserted me...

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I am watching 3 inches off of the floor, The man outside waits at my door I know the screams from within the box Howl and call upon your order upon the rocks But I know you can hold your tongue 'till the end of the night And I know you can wait until I seem right. Feel your spite,...

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The universe listened anyway. Just like the rest ,yesterday was not too lit, I was there in my balcony,the cool and calm breeze welcoming and swinging my soul , While hugging my knees I sit. It was a ritual on the days I felt high or low, The wind would bring the best essence of the flowers from someone's...

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To motivation I listened. Daylight greeted, and bid farewell but I still listened. Night came Peeked though the window, watched as I roamed around comprehending what I had listened to. Days turned to weeks, and weeks to months, then years, almost in unison Yet nothing came about I listened still to motivation like a motive motioned to evocate. I believed and crazy I was labelled I...

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yours eyes were there tell things i already knew you lied but eyes i listened to not the voice saying no your wyes were warm but they brought so much harm...

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relatives said Mitch’s ideas were preposterously silly Nonsensical I heard, about my cousin Mitch Willy He was always entertaining though, a clever sounding cuss. Ended up writing computer systems; now richer than most of us. We can’t believe others believed in him, the relatives said. He seemed crazy to us, farfetched, foolish, fantasy-fed. But corporations ran with his ideas, and it...

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If I listened would I hear the trill of peace Sense the presence of its calm Become the hum of gently tuned violin strings Quavering in erotic fulfillment Would the song of dancing thistles hold me captive Allow its swaying tremolo to consume me And clouds, oh distant clouds, What mysteries would you share Shaped within your wind-blown pantomime Perhaps the eyes forever questions Must...

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I kept you at arm's length don"t know why I thought that you might know me Just another branch broken in a thunder storm of my life's tree No one thinks to actually talk, so lost is what it will be I am used to hitting restart more times than justifiably At any point, you could have communicated decidedly I...

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All that she had was just her life And the abundance of time She gave him her time And he appreciated it She looked at him, he listened, he listened Everything was fine yet still speaking She breathed around him, he listened The same air they shared H e listened to her every word He listened the...

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She was a woman who listened. She had those Bambi-interested eyes. People gravitated to her as if she was chocolate. Many strangers confided in her Telling her secrets they would not have told their mothers She kept their confidence, becoming a one time friend A woman on an airplane A woman on a bar stool A woman who listened...

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All springs had gone From a loser's life Who was sitting on The cursed bachelor rock. As empty plate Nothing to taste With new fork. What the hell Going there From winter to autumn All had gone But it never happened The spring touch His threshold to fold. All you listened But not it was me Who could feel Warmth of magical words I love you I miss you I care you....

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As the teddy bears listened intently, vastly quiet She took advantage of their faithfulness Giving them a story that made them feel safe She was a happy eight-year-old, spreading joy. She took advantage of their faithfulness By loving them with all of her might She was a happy eight-year-old, spreading joy The ending of the day was bathed in twilight By loving...

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As I close my eyes I can hear the forest As it comes to life I can hear the whispers Of the trees, as the Leaves blows in the wind As small pieces Touches my face, as if It was being scrubbed Echoes of voices Traveling throughout As if, they were talking Among each other In their own language It feels like a breath of Fresh air Encircling my...

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