Silence Poems | Examples of Silence Poetry

I look upon your face and wonder - what secrets do you hold? For many years you've stood in place; what stories could be told? You show the time for all to see, you sweep your hands around For those who look, there is no fee, they know where you are found. Perhaps small children on their way have...

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save dwelling in the pause nothing need be done free from volition with truth one...

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If you hold a gun and I hold a gun, we can talk about law. If you hold a knife and I hold a knife, we can talk about rules. If you come empty-handed and I come empty-handed, we can talk about reason. But if you have a gun and I only have a knife, then the truth lies in your hands. If...

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My dear, I share with you a truth: A life lesson I have lived. Discretion is valor, a silent shield, A strength that guards the heart revealed. Be not the man who parrots all he hears, Who, finding no one to tell, Confides in the door. He's a fool lost in words that wound and bore. Let discretion be your strength— Bridle your tongue...

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In broken silence, a single breath rises-- flickers of hope through the cracks, light spills where shadows clench vigor birthed from the stillness, victory whispered softly....

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An empty room filled with silence, I want to remain, I want to dream more. The wind pushes the window wide open filling the room, no longer empty; yet, nobody’s there, dark, cold, empty, middle of nowhere on top of a hill. I can't fly like the flower petals over there. I step outside, and lay on...

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Here I am. Everywhere we were. Empty as is. Capillaries fill with her, like rotting roots under trees. More than I deserve. I’ve found your silence beneath feeding truths in buried leaves. To preserve, to please. ’Til you return, I plead....

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counterclockwise breeze the fringe of Fall ...

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In the depths of silence, thoughts flow like underground rivers, where the moonlight stops to rest its weary wings, and time seems an illusion, a grain of sand lost in the hourglass of eternity, here, in the heart of silence, the thoughtful man crafts his own universe. There is no rest for the thinker, only endless journeys, among the shadows...

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In the silence of a dying star, I wandered through the cold and empty space, I, a dimmed light, falling into nothingness, seeking meaning among the shadows, Until her cosmic pull caught me, called me with her silent voice, I began to burn with new flames, melting into her mysterious light. Each second that brought us closer made me...

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They say stillness is absence, an empty space between worth noting, but I have heard its melodies in the pre-dawn chapel where stillness reigned and still the walls exhaled calm. I have found stillness and not loneliness--- but in two hands clutching without speaking, the heart knowing inside out language would only raze. Silence is like sunlight before it shines, the tranquility after...

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Written: August 07, 2025, for Brian Strand Contest ***************** h ...

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So many names on the page today, so many more gone— vanished into silence. Does the world still care? I know they do. I hope they do. Children stolen, ripped from the arms that once held lullabies. Teens slipping through dusk, running from homes that never saw them, or saw too much. The ones who cared are left holding echoes....

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sitting quietly, I begin breathing softly in and out listening to my heartbeat I calmly wait for the voice within ...

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dark clouds are forming a smell of rain in the air calm before the storm ...

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