Whispers Poems - Poems about Whispers

In the deep silence of the night, when the world halts its whispers and time seems to hold its breath, An inner stillness emerges, complete like death, where only the echo of the soul gently vibrates, As if we are stepping into a tomb of memories, where every stone bears the weight of silence, And it is precisely...

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On a sliver of light, a pure dream settles, like a veil of whispers floating through time, Leaving behind a tender shiver in the heart of the evening, when silences bow in prayer. Hope is reborn from the ashes of memories, like an unbeaten longing in the trembling heart, Heavy shadows dissolve in my silent gaze, and an...

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‘TIMES THEY ARE A-CHANGING’ WHISPERS OF CHANGE Dylan Song Tribute Poetry Contest, Oliver Mckeitham, sponsor, 6/18/2025 the weight of the world hangs heavy, like dark clouds pregnant with rain. whispers of change linger in the air. we are but leaves in the wind, twisting and turning, caught in tumultuous storms. whispers of change linger in the air. writers, poets, and journalists gather in...

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Winds whisper ‘Arrival' come Spring Departure in November January’s gusts inhabit every crack and crevice Summer’s banners lie limp against their poles ...

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WHISPERS ON THE WIND fiery skies ablaze sunset's final, fleeting glance day's last, burning breath whispers of the wind through the trees, a gentle voice a gentle goodnight ...

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They dressed it in flashing lights and sirens, A crash in the night, the tunnel’s iron silence. But oh, I knew—it was never the speed, It was the order, cloaked in noble creed. I was not meant to love beyond the bloodline, Not him, not us, not a heart outside their shrine. A kiss under the moon became sedition, And in their...

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WHISPERS OF STILLNESS Almost sunset. I sit on the riverbank letting the water dribble over my toes and massaging my soles against the pebbles underfoot. I listen to the water trickling along and to the insects droning. Above me is a river of blue, the sky born of bluest petals, as if it were once a...

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INK WHISPERS The quaint but cluttered vintage bookstore is filled with tall walls of ancient volumes and stacks of books precariously balanced, making it hard to navigate down the aisles without fear of upsetting their balance. I pause, breathing in the stale, sun-warmed dust of a thousand stories waiting to be explored. I feel in some...

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Soft fade, Breath, shadow, echo— Silent goodbye lingers, Whispers drift through twilight air— Goodbye. _____________________________________________________ Author’s Note: Twilight Whispers captures the soft, vanishing edges of farewell as day dissolves into night. In this quiet threshold, fading breaths and distant echoes drift through the dusk—subtle, haunting, and intangible. The poem reflects on the fragile nature of parting, where goodbyes are felt more than...

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At the end of every day, when the house goes quiet and her laughter fades into sleep, I step outside and talk to the wind. That’s where you are, isn’t it? I tell you how she smiled today— missing her two front teeth, but still lighting the whole damn room. You’d have laughed. I tell you how she scraped her knee trying to ride without training wheels. I...

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In a gentle slumber, where the moon takes flight, I lay my dreams next to her this tender night June whispers secrets, in a voice so sweet, A symphony of stars, a lullaby complete Underneath her breath, a hush so deep, Where shadows dance with every leaf Her eyes, like tangerines, aglow with light, Seeking answers in the endless night She wanders through...

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Golden sunlight, soft and bright, Filters gently, warm with light. Through the branches, high and low, Warming all the earth below. Azaleas blush in pink and red, Geraniums lift each vibrant head. Roses whisper, petals wide, Bottlebrush stands with crimson pride. Rhododendrons in magenta hue, Hydrangeas paint the world in blue. Zinnias sparkle, bright cascades, Marigolds glow in golden braids. Star jasmines mist the air with fragrance, Butterflies...

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A Silent whisper hanging on the breath of the night. Another lost soul out of control in the pale moon light. A sliver of silver, the Autom shiver on a cool dark night. If you look over your shoulder it's right where I told you in the pale moon light. You're dancing with demons, I bet you never see them. on...

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When life becomes heavy and hard, I always listen for the whispers of hope Right now, I am traveling through a season of grief and I am listening hard for whispers of hope If you listen, you will hear them and they are encouraging whispers of hope When the trials of life are loud and deafening make sure to pay attention to...

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haiku : manifestation process heart whispers symbols mindful make intentions, plans ~ action complete, sleep ____________ hiku he ART w h i s p e R...

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