Silences Poems - Poems about Silences

Under the velvet sky of night, where stars whisper silences

Under the velvet sky of night, where stars whisper silences,
A deep longing is born, a river of shadows flowing through ages,
The woman is a living temple, sculpted by the moon's light,
The man is a hidden fire, alchemy of the soul in forgotten dust.
Through the smoky veil of the body, my eyes delve into abysses,
Her soul

In a forgotten corner of the world, where silences stretch like a carpet of mist

In a forgotten corner of the world, where silences stretch like a carpet of mist,
My thoughts wander among the ruins of lives scattered by the wind,
Reminding me that wisdom and madness dance hand in hand,
Like two shadows merging under the pale light of an eternal sunset.
In the silence of an endless night, I contemplate the

Wandering through dreams and silences, I choose to survive or submit

Wandering through dreams and silences, I choose to survive or submit,
the blow is different now, no longer what it once was, a faint echo.
Submission was just a bow, and life promised a new fight,
survival was mere awakening, without titles and hollow possessions.
The world, with its sweet pursuit, has left holes in our souls and chipped

the silences

the path that I follow is tangled
    as I wander the forest
        where the twisted trees talk 
           and the rivers whisper
 and the sounds of the birds chirping
      

In a world of shadows and deep silences, I tread slowly

In a world of shadows and deep silences, I tread slowly,
On the paths of solitude, where stars weave my hair with gentle rays,
The guardian trees whisper to the wind tales long forgotten,
And people are storms that break my peace in waves of words,
Their voices become storms that drown my soul in murky waters,
They trap me

That Language of Silence

Oh, how can we deny !
when the poor translations of HIS language deafen us,
while HIS silences make us cry.

(01.03.2025)

"Silence is the language of god,
all else is poor translation" - Rumi.

Opus 2025 Night Silences

two singular heartbeats
emergent with fluttering exhalations 
a tiny speck of time and temperature 
rushing nowhere beside falcons
pausing breakneck together
i hear her wet whispers kissing
caressing deep lidless eyes
my heart knows the latitudes
understands the lay of the land
bestows a feast of electric night
giving flowers of touchings
receiving tongues of fire
inside this temple of ancient desire
emergent with breathless silences
two

In the twilight of silences, where the shadows of thoughts intertwine mystically

In the twilight of silences, where the shadows of thoughts intertwine mystically,
How is it possible for someone to know all my thoughts?
To understand me without a word, to feel what I feel,
To anticipate what I will think, almost as if they have already lived my life?
It's as if I see a mirror, but at the

In the silences of twilight, I merge with the colors of a tempestuous dream

In the silences of twilight, I merge with the colors of a tempestuous dream,
Spirits whistling through galaxies of shattered darkness,
I speak with the passion of falling stars, a symphony of souls,
In a cascade of golden whispers, in the heart of the crimson night.
I have been the guide of shadows, the medium for lost hearts,
Trying to

Hush, the world will never know the mystery hidden in silences

Hush, the world will never know the mystery hidden in silences,
Paper bird feathers, drifting like the specters of unspoken dreams,
From my heart, scattering like stardust on angel wings,
Grains of dreams carried by infinity, suspended in the universe of an unwary thought.
Neither the reddish breeze of autumn, caressing the leaves like a messenger of sacred shadows,
Nor

In the chamber of the soul, where silences gather

In the chamber of the soul, where silences gather,
I dwell as a hermit in the city of foam,
Where the world seems like a faded illusion,
I wrap myself in thoughts, like a tree in its closed bark.
Through my veins flows the blood of the unseen,
Heroes of solitude, bearers of sharp shields,
Warriors in the shadow of the

Through midnight of thoughts, where silences dance

Through midnight of thoughts, where silences dance,
Confessing love is like the whisper of a lost comet,
In the web of my fate, only a stray star could rise,
You are that star which turns every moment in my night into myth.
To adore you, is to delve into the depths of an ocean of signs,
Seeking answers among reefs

Under the vault of memory, where silences are dressed in echoes

Under the vault of memory, where silences are dressed in echoes,
I beg you, let your memory dance among us, unbounded.
When I open your book, a collection of fragments,
My hand navigates through pages, and time dilates
Until an insignificant moment bends me,
And I find myself embraced by a fleeting vision,
A spark of longing decades old, in a

In whirlwinds of dreams, where silences dress in whispers

In whirlwinds of dreams, where silences dress in whispers,  
I urge you to steal from the night fine grains of darkness,  
To lay them in raven feathers, gathering divine secrets,  
And to spread the torch of light over hearts deaf and blind.  
I urge you to carve from words new echoes

We shall return one day, to the golden age of silences

We shall return one day, to the golden age of silences,
Where we once dreamt, and time has woven legends in waiting.
We will pass through memories where the violin broke its voice,
As a sweet-blue wound, haunting the lost echoes.
We will return like rivers to the sea of clouds that steals our voice,
Under trembling chords in the

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