Silence Poems | Examples of Silence Poetry

The walls lean in, murmuring secrets of weary days, while chairs sigh beneath tired bodies. Words from hollow lips strike like stones— they refuse to soften, echoing in empty corners. My lessons pulse with purpose, glowing faintly in the dust, each one breathes life into silent desks. They wait, expectant—hungry for curious eyes. Even the blackboard leans forward, eager to share every truth...

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when I close my eyes and enter silence I’m drawn into a presence the peace holds me tightly ...

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Beneath the crust of Saturn's breath, Where silence swells and swallows death, A single proton-left alone- Whispers truths to shards of bone. They built a star inside a cage, Lit it young, then cursed with age, It pulsed in hearts, then burned them black, And begged the cosmos: “Take it back.” A child once dreamt of breaking light, Of feeding dark with pure insight, But...

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I held my old pen the page cried beneath the ink a sound carved from pain....

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In a café’s hush, two lovers as pawns, at dawn’s closed gate before it dawns. They clutch a paper, creased and thin, their vows on trial for breathing sin. The soldiers come with boots of dust, their eyes demand, “Obey or trust?” A ring means little, papers less, they weigh our love in bitterness. Her scarf is blue; she pins it tight, a hidden...

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The way we look at other forms, views appearance, not their heart’s storms, failing to see God dwells in each; within us too, He’s within reach, thus the singularity field, is God’s mind to which we should yield, for which the way we may begin, is to find Him in heart within. By relinquishing mind’s thought crutch, doing nothing, learning by touch, in this way,...

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nothing hurts like silence from a lover's heart while the stars are singing with delight AP: 1st place 2025...

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Letters from Borrowed Ground 'Part One' --- To: Myself (Three Years Ago) Date: Every Night Status: Never Finished Focus: Warning Dear Dreamer, Tonight, I dig up buried footsteps, each stone beneath my feet heavy with goodbye. The coffee grows cold in my cup as I write this at 3 AM, watching snow fall on a street whose name I still can't pronounce. You...

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Autumn leaves fall slow a child's questions left hanging in digital silence. My fingers trace letters that will not hold still b becomes d was becomes saw help becomes nothing. The maple outside my bedroom window drops one red leaf, then another, marking time the old way. Mom's phone buzzes: Car arriving in 3 minutes Pizza en route Package delivered. But no alert sounds for the moment understanding slips away from me. No GPS tracks the distance between what I know and what I need to...

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Your life is your life, don't let it be knelt down into dark silence, Be vigilant for the open paths, for the lights flickering in the distance, There may not be much light, but it shines brighter than the shadows, Stay alert, for the gods will offer you chances to shine like a lost star. Recognize them, seize them,...

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I never buried certain names, They lingered like a scent in air. I whispered them through window panes And found them waiting everywhere. I never buried childhood roads— The ones I walked with bleeding knees. They live inside the softest odes And bloom like ghosts among the trees. I never buried what she said The night the silence broke our bed. Her voice still echoes...

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Atop the edge where silence leans, A figure stands — the dusk between. No name, no face the canvas shows, Just wind that hums what no one knows. The sky explodes in molten fire, A final gasp of day's desire. It stains the clouds in crimson breath, A masterpiece that flirts with death. Does he await or does he grieve? Or dream of flight...

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I speak yet no one hears I have a voice yet I am silenced In the chaos no one cares Eyes to see yet blinded Ears to hear yet no one hears Minds are programmed to ignore Hearts hardened No one feels I feel so alone In a world filled with people People too afraid to allow themselves to think To feel To...

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I never thought they would figure me out How could they find me in the layers of illusion? I never thought one could completely turn about So many pleasures, I kept them in confusion Now after all these years, it has come to this I push the same buttons, but their minds start to think They’ll kill their ego in their...

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The ink returns—not to defend, nor chase the ghosts I used to fend. Not to explain the aching past, but breathe through wounds that couldn’t last. It does not rise with pointed proof, nor beg for silence turned to truth. It flows because the heart now dares to speak in lines what once hid there. Where words once cost too much to say, a...

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