Silence Is Golden Poems - Poems about Silence Is Golden

Witness the folly of the yammering crowd Those that speak smugly and those that speak loud Spitting out syllables the live long day With nothing to show and nothing to say A chorus line of mechanical mouths A bevy of bores from the north to the south Wherever you go they're standing beside us Let's pray that they all catch laryngitis...

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A lady who lived in Korea Had terrible verbal diarrhea Her hubby called Bill Said, “Keep your tongue still, Quit carping and bending my ear” Bill’s desperate for a lil’ peace But her acid tongue will not cease From morning to night He gets no respite From nagging needs some release Bill seeks advice from friend Odette She says, “Buy a gag as a threat” His...

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How do you explain Personal pain And all that it entails It makes you feel miserable And drives you off the rails All your days seem dreary And for you, the sun doesn't shine Your mind and bones are weary Both of them are in decline. Your voice begins to waver, Your taste is going fast Things you used to savour Have become a thing of the...

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silence makes a sound and it is not a whisper echoes from within 2022 August 12...

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Silence Is Golden It is not your conversation That keeps me entertained But rather the way you look at me That makes me feel sustained It's the curve of your lips And the curl of your hair T'is all of the little things That make me stop and stare It is not your intelligence That drew me close to you It is not your sense of...

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Susannah sits savoring the silence snuggled sleepily on the settee enjoying espresso and eating éclairs - she needed some space and solitude, twins, the ‘terrible twos’ are so taxing! Her husband’s taken Hannah and Holly to a party at Pirate Pete’s play park. 04/01/21...

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Silence Is Golden Written: by Miracle Man 3/15/2020 Some willingly parse words and minutia look past, the smaller details just never appear to matter. While stepping on others feelings each time they lambaste, they constantly fill a room with unwanted chatter. “silences make the real conversation between friends. Not the saying but the never needing to say is what counts” Margaret Lee...

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Silence Is Golden Written: by Miracle Man 2-4-2020 The time I find most prized is the uninterrupted hours I spend each morning, when silence is mellifluous. I find it a quiet, peaceful but sometimes lonely time. A time of communication with God, attentive to the thoughts He is giving me. But to soon the world outside awakes, and the silence that was sweet and plethoric, is...

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Silence is golden is a phrase from the past Things have changed, need to rant, rave and blast To be heard above the din Much to our chagrin Civility in the world has gone to the dogs fast...

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Silence is Golden 3/13/2016 I love mornings when silence is sweet and abundant, Without the phone’s ring or any door emitting sound. When thoughts on paper don’t appear too redundant, And silence wouldn’t require a shelter underground. Tom ...

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Some of our best conversations Were when no words were needed And afterwards feeling a lot was completed It’s kinda surreal, the feelings we’ve shared There was no doubt about how much we cared It’s not always...

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an innocent listening heart content serene applauds and does not scorn tolerates... a rock in life's ongoing storm...

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Silence is golden is a phrase from the past Things have changed, need to rant, rave and blast To be heard above the din Much to our chagrin Civility in the world is going to the dogs very fast...

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They're blasting, and looking for gold Yeah, some riches that they could hold No feeling for Quiet no more Don’t believe silence is their mold Russell Sivey...

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Silence is Golden In a laboratory in a far away place called Lahore Was a mad scientist, who experimented Offshore He fiddled and fuddles deep inside his lab Making clones of his glorious self Thinking they mighty fine lads He cloned twenty or thirty or a hundred and more All chattering and gabbing, their master they adore Oh yes, he’s the mad scientist from Lahore He...

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