Short Unvoiced Poems

His 
unvoiced
compliments-
flowers in the
mind....

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It is always my belief
to write is not either
to loss or wins
in a contest
but to convey
the message
of the unvoiced....

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slow, slower and slower we be
gentle, gentler and gentler yet
lest scars of unvoiced anguish
create ripples in the vast void...

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Feeling heart’s tremors and unvoiced thought, I embrace God’s spirit in you

29-September-2022

Empathy Poetry Contest
Sponsor: JCB Brul...

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unvoiced thought
felt not by
the bigot

hearts that bleed
cry out for
their own creed 

sans thought crutch
oh hermit
gentle touch

27-January-2023

Tricube...

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each touch friction
as two objects rub
with ego assigning meaning
refracting light pristine white

unvoiced emotes
ink the vast void
which acknowledges our gifts
manifesting sunshine and rain

02-December-2022...

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Words
neat
quiet
mutinous
never go silent.
Words overflow the mind and turn 
insentient paper into realms of melodies.
Black and white paper become pianos of unvoiced dreams that summon musical souls....

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I think of you often.
In the morning, late at night,
but those thoughts go unvoiced,
the mortal touch goes unfelt.

It’s easier to keep to myself,
to avert my gaze deliberately.
it’s safer to keep ravenous.
It’s simpler to bamboozle with silence....

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howl of despair
iron gate swinging shut
	slowly
’til but a crevice remains.
life obscured
mourning that
			unlived.

sorrow unheard
forgiveness unspoken
darkness enshrouding
death without dying
howl unvoiced
			alone.

Collection: Romance
Written: April 2018...

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For ever, I heard the cavernous rumblings
The truce, the battle, to find , to choose
My misty pathway, unknown, indefinite
Yes, the tattooed carvings , I see
On the tree of my life, crystal clear
The spur, the muse, the magic wand
Blessing me to stride, the course
To scribble, the unvoiced stories...

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The words that are unvoiced but not unheard are the loudest of all.
The words that aren't said at the end of s sentence but are implied.
they are the ones that hurt the most,
they are the ones we instantly regret,
they are the ones that end the argument.

End the friendship.

End the relationship.

End the trust.

End the love....

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inseparable from existence
presence yet still in the void
inhales and exhales mindfully
radiating its lustre unalloyed

the universe responds to us
for intent simmers in inaction
unvoiced emotes of our heart 
causation granting life traction

there then never is cessation
even in the transcendent state
it is why we are here immanent 
creative impulses never abate...

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Tell tale signs linger in the void,
of unvoiced emotions destroyed,
yet embraced by the universe,
thereby shaping destiny’s verse,
replaying as our life’s refrain,
until mindful eye does ingrain 
each flicker and nuance within
bleeding hearts, thus exhuming sin
from the very core of our soul,
that womb of existence feels whole.

03-August-2022...

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A note in the wind is released by our soul,
borne of burning yearning to unite with God,
for entwinement alone will make us feel whole,
so in silence we enter our heart unshod,
feeling therein divine bliss, scriptures extol,
becoming the flame itself, that leaves us awed.
Our unvoiced intent thus released into space,
ignites bliss within, as outpourings of grace.

27-October-2022

(not for contest)...

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Your impressionist,
rift, comes through
uncontrolled hands of fear. The snake

was shedding the skin.
Not walking,
flying like a rage
discharging the burns
in the river of blood.

I shudder,
in the cleft of a grain.
Hymns were howering over the book.

One by one
the leaves  fall, to unravel the secrets of
unvoiced grief of earth.
A thin faith crumbles
unfinding the lost shroud
of a messiah.						


SATISH VERMA...

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Your impressionist,
rift, comes through
uncontrolled hands of fear. The snake

was shedding the skin.
Not walking,
flying like a rage
discharging the burns
in the river of blood.

I shudder,
in the cleft of a grain.
Hymns were howering over the book.

One by one
the leaves  fall, to unravel the secrets of
unvoiced grief of earth.
A thin faith crumbles
unfinding the lost shroud
of a messiah.						


SATISH VERMA...

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Whispered words of love,fidelity’s
spoken promise,togetherness,soothing
selfless&sincere clasped as one
on the axis of love.So bittersweet 
is first love,a forever experience
long lasting,such enchantment can
bring pain,falling as teardrops on
love’s seat.Flowers in the mind,these
unvoiced compliments of love’s gaze
looks deep into deep & echos into eternity
as daydreams weeping over life.

From my A stone of my Heart 2007...

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Clear undulating waves play tag
with an omnipresent seashore;
each recurring breaker burbles
sounds from an ancient beginning
ebbing back to its salty self
with rhythmic perpetuity.
Subtle unvoiced fricative sounds
echo from sandy, shallow shoals
awash with vacant tiny shells
that once dwelled in this saline soup.
Gray and white gulls hover above
receding breakers scavenging
them opportunistically
in a cacophonous frenzy....

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Love not gifted, 
Cannot be amassed;
Only in parting,
Can we lighten the past.

While history is set,
The future is yet to be presented;
Life without love,
Can only be prevented.

Love often, Love now,
In every word, thought, and deed;
We cannot find true pleasure,
When embraced with our greed.

Voiced or unvoiced, felt or unfelt,
Heard or unheard, seen or unseen;
The gift of love makes a difference,
To any and all in-between....

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God fills the blanks of unvoiced fear,
since each tremor to Him is known
and in His womb the thoughts we’ve sown
borne by ego, in time appear,
which if we allow God to steer,
there’s nothing we then call our own ~
God fills the blanks.

If heart’s pure, we feel bliss beats spear
form; rapture that’s from God on loan,
blossoming as lotus full blown.
When lower mind doth disappear, 
God fills the blanks.

12-December-2022

Rondine...

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a question was raised
but pure heart unfazed
forever tranquil 
had relinquished will
and so the response
held in bliss beat sconce 
was benign and kind
that souls be aligned
by feeling heartbeats
of unvoiced love bleats
making them soul’s own
and with love so hone
that boundaries blur
head and heart concur 
aboard God’s bliss boat
in joyous free float
wherein the question
ego did mention
now takes a backseat
heeding pure love’s tweet...

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He loved,but could not say
such words,he could not find;
He loved,but could not touch
such warmth,was just too much;
He was proud,but could not praise
such sounds he could not raise;
He supported,but not with words
such feelings,witheld unheard;
Sentiment,tight reined within
banished,unvoiced by him,
embittered by his own hurt,
a scarred child 'neath his hairshirt.

In the past,his crippled emotions lay
imprisoned,unsaid,'til his dying day.


Emotion=Inhibition...

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He loved,but could not say
such words,he could not find;
He loved,but could not touch
such warmth,was just too much;
He was proud,but could not praise
such sounds he could not raise;
He supported,but not with words
such feelings,witheld unheard;
Sentiment,tight reined within
banished,unvoiced by him,
embittered by his own hurt,
a scarred child 'neath his hairshirt.

In the past,his crippled emotions lay
imprisoned,unsaid,'til his dying day.



 | Year Posted 2010...

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“Watch that thought, ego begot ~
Be thee oh hermit, self-taught”

_________________

Is each touch gentle
in heart’s love temple,
offering healing
with sincere feeling?

Playing our life role,
do we seek control,
spawning thoughts shoddy,
serving mind-body?

Unvoiced low intent
scars the joy current,
for which we atone
alone, on our own.

There are no shortcuts,
as conscience rebuts
each thought not love inked ~
God’s counsel’s succinct.

01-May-2022...

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