Short Noiselessly Poems
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multitude of bubbles burst noiselessly
or perhaps it is we who vaporise in space
either which ways, the manifestation is bliss
why would we complain?
15-November-2022
The nectar,
coming from nowhere,
settles on your lips.
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A peacock
will show all the eyes,
wide open.
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What will it mean
if a nuke is fired,
noiselessly, as a depth charge ?
Satish Verma
classic cran companion tunelessly twirlingly retiring
noiselessly in normalcy ,
lambertia on the glowing stairway
and whispering sunberry reflection
with prim parallel pass .
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • September 14–20, 2026)
accepting what is
in witness mode
bubbles of illusion
burst noiselessly
in the vibrant void
of no-thingness
it is the same as when
we are on a beach
watching the waves
ebb and flow
and we enjoy the show
at peace without seeking
Divine
love, light and scent
pervades each cell of form,
signalling heavenward ascent,
as the last bastions of our ego fall,
bursting noiselessly in the void
and then that that remains
is soul essence
divine.
18-September-2022
Autumn brings cold darkness
Enveloping fog gathers
Hanging in joyless khaki
Leaves mound noiselessly
Offering people quiet rustles
Should the unsuspecting vegetation
Whirl xcitable-as-a young zephyr
Please excuse the minor indescretion on the last line :)
silently I sit
although my mind shouts loudly
no one sees how deep
this inner conflict reaches
noiselessly, heart wounds bleed out
Copyright, August 29, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson
our true Self speaks
in soft reverberations
of magnetised silence
bliss ripples cascade
as echoes received
transmitted by God
identity slowly vaporises
bubble of delusion bursts
noiselessly in the void
pristine presence
free from fetters
rises like the sun
Doll house
Smoke came from the attic
the doll house was aflame.
Burnt down to ashes
as were the small figurine
that lived noiselessly
in childhood memories.
A casket
tiny music box had a dancer
buried
at the bottom of the garden.
Ashes to ashes.
Even memories will vanish.
THE INCREDIBLE
substantial
hesitant
instinctively
aware
so easy
&
yet
enchanted
&quaint
ready
to
pacify
& compare
the
auspicious
&
yet accessible
to
magnify
& purify
plausible
&decisive
an imprint
breath
so
noiselessly
a connection
the bubble of ignorance dissolves
noiselessly in the void
for a moment we are free but then it reforms
we are once again by thoughts decoyed
we notice this see-saw oscillation
yet do nothing since no one is here
poised in a stillness continuum
we are free from seeking and free from fear
the crackle
of dried twigs cracked
the steep stillness, the quiet
of May's blistering noonday;
gray owl,
from the dark foliage,
flew out into the sun's glare,
losing then finding its way;
noiselessly,
it flapped upward,
in slow spirals, scowling down,
then, blindly, soared far away!
As stillness gradually settles down
A tumbler within trips noiselessly
Fulcrum in void of formlessness
Observes mind-body nonchalantly
The fabric of space our presence
Infusing in identity stillness & silence
Emptiness of form vibrant with bliss
Imbibing & reflecting divine fragrance
24-August-2020
Cessation by free will
Free will of a doer
Thus not cessation
Unless responses slow
By simple recognition
The recognition renewed
As emptiness meditation
Whereupon the veil falls
Bubble of ignorance bursts
Noiselessly into the void
Bliss luminous self-existent
Alone remains in stillness
03-June-2021
Begin but do not finish actions proposed,
that thus poised in timelessness, stillness stretches
meditation; invoking God’s grace that we …
burn as love’s bliss flame.
To be and so noiselessly transform our soul,
it is in the bardo of animated
silence that our magnetised body-mind feels …
divine light within.
The shade masked an excellence
Abounding quaint noiselessly
It was a hard morning frost
Around a pool of shallow water
Like BP spout spilling ancient earth amenities
But there was one thing hidden-covered
Camouflaged in essence escaped
In a calming cool pool of slight darkness
A shade, a shadow
My shadows in prison
My mind is free
I am vaporizing in your eyes slowly
Noiselessly, clearly, and helplessly
Am I willing to be absorbed as steam?
No! my feeling is no but wordlessly
I am vaporizing in your eyes helplessly
As immediate as I saw you saw me
You turned me into steam softly
What should I do immediately?
Seeping into your soul completely?
Or hiding into the cloud urgently?
The old man's khaki shorts
Still hangs on a string fastened
to the back of his rocking chair
On the veranda
As the wind blows
The chair rocks noiselessly
I remember poignantly
As the hour drew near
He wore his khaki shorts
Sat on the rocking chair
Gazed upwards
Like one counting the clouds
He mumbled:
Lord, is it it?
Receive my poor soul,
I tried.
How to navigate the path leading to liberation?
Loosening mind-body identification
Recognising that our attention is held in packets of time
Silence and stillness our orientation
Unhurriedly shifting fulcrum nearer to conscience chime
What happens in meditation is this: we exit hypnotic trance
Tumbler within falls noiselessly; revealing self-luminescence
06-August-2020
Thought spirals
Eating us alive
Remorselessly
Gnawing our soul
We lift our hand
As a stop signal
The bubbles burst
Noiselessly
In staid silence
Tranquil equipoise
Flow of time ends
Melding with the void
Awareness self-aware
Porous and receptive
Invites bliss currents
To suffuse our heart
Dance of polarities
Rotates with each breath
Essence of presence
Celebrates divine union
01-February-2022
Peace at stake,
it worked.
Withdrawal of rubber dolls
playing with fire.
Empty bowls in lunar month.
Concords were flying very high
noiselessly crossing the peaks
of great grudges.
Pure golden hair –
of grief.
It really was miracle.
Bald eagle was waiting.
Enough time to steer a murder.
The irresistable desire
to rub with a paranoid.
Extracting a genius from mediocre genera.
Life had become too genteel.
SATISH VERMA
First full moon of Vaishakha enlightened Lumbini
Before three thousand years earth observed saintly
Last night the full moon peeped through window glass
There loneliness led and my existence sought that nimbus
Noiselessly the wings came from the moonlight
Unicorn showed the reel how to remove virus kite
Starry fortnight moon enjoying tonight's pray
Healthy earth light on the physicians successful way
07.05.2020 (Chattogram City)
At harvest time
Where a white ghost flies
Across a blood red moon
Behind the fields the rolling hills
Are purple, pink and blue
Over a dreaming wheat field
A barn owl patrols
Noiselessly it glides
Over the golden yellow drifts
Suddenly, it flaps its wings
And stares down intently
Below on the soil a startled vole
Sees a white star fall
A squeak and the owl is gone
And with it the limp vole.
I dreamt of dripping tears in my dream,
And silent verses floated noiselessly as butterflies;
These dreams like ghosts from the past my writing themes,
O, there is a sweetness and beauty amid the tears of tragedies,
My life sad but still lovely as a garden ravaged that weeps and sighs.
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June 14, 2015
Quintain
For the contest, Five Lines, Metaphors and Smile, sponsor, Sara Kendrick
First Place
I professorially , perceptively
unofficially
noiselessly spoke
that addlepated
moldy merchantman
would pass
through foaminess
with volumetrically
unretrievable moonshine
and sunberry fodder
for bungarus
his puppyish
impracticable tantrum
impeccable monotonous drone
rowdy crescendo
a classic companion dither
could they brainwash
this opposer ?
but lukewarm normalcy
will not obstreperously come .
okay !
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • September 14–20, 2026)