Whispers Poems - Poems about Whispers

who is to say who is the more psychic the one who is clairaudient and hears ghosts or the one who is clairvoyant and sees them? they are not hidden in shadows like others think those of us who retained our childhood seeing know this my girlfriend spies them in blips and slivers at corner of her eyes I hear their...

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Rhythm of a River ...

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(continued) Sonnet for Richard and Elizabeth Twice Wed, Never Tamed In Hollywood, where gods wear mortal skin, Their laughter roared and battles lit the screen. Twice wed, twice razed, they let each storm begin, And kissed with venom sweet and love obscene. He drank her name, she drank to match his fire, Their kisses sparked and turned to...

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Sonnet for Antony and Cleopatra Two Empires Entwined He gave up Rome to chase her scented air, A queen whose kiss could rouse the Nile to sing. Her throne was gold, but love her finer snare, And he, ensnared, abandoned crown and ring. They met as equals, each with pride unbowed, Yet love turned war when passion...

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In the beginning, there was not The Word, But silence, A silence that weighs upon the soul. Then came the dust, with the flavor of an unfinished word, like a lingering memory of a promise half-spoken by a God too weary to complete the phrase. The heavens offer no sign. Only His absence wounds the heart. And I walk onward, unaware of the destination. The sand is not...

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Golden sunsets fade to blue, Stars appear, and night's anew. The world is hushed, in quiet sleep, Dreams unfold, in secrets deep. Moonlight whispers, a gentle tone, In the darkness, hearts are known....

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Written: July 28, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Oliver Mckeithan ************* Heart of gold stay so bold soft but cold Strong I stand grasping sand bound by strand Like bent hair utmost care dared to flare...

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In the stillness of darkness mockery, lies, gossips like air arise dragging you down, for a penny sake Abuse of power just for wealth. Who would have thought of these silent moves? Cheating on a poor innocent While still in a dungeon of fire in a gloomy weekly days and nights in lost paradise. The so-called "smile" is a shadowed for the world to...

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In the silence between the stars, when the universe whispers forgotten secrets, I would write words of fire, like an incantation from ancient times, Words that dance in spirals of light and darkness, Metaphors that embrace mystery and awaken the sleeping soul. But in my cosmic solitude, I am just a seeker, A soul wandering through constellations of silent thoughts...

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WHISPERS OF CLOSURE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In the quiet hour, when the sun dips low, casting long shadows, I find myself wandering through the corridors of memory, where echoes of happiness reside lingering like the scent of rain on dry earth. ...

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Written: July 18, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Tom Woody Walking around the edge of a massive crater that seemed to beckon her with all sorts of bizarre things, Alice—now an adult but still not quite—felt a strong pull. She still had an insatiable need to travel, even if it had been a long...

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You feel the whispers slither down the long corridor, each murmur coiling around your thoughts like hungry vines. They scratch at your calm, sharp as claws unseen, and fracture your resolve until your heart cannot stay silent. You sense the walls themselves lean, curious and burdened, their cracks breathing echoes of every stolen word. Even the chairs groan beneath an invisible...

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SHADOWY WHISPERS unseen voice weaves lies shadowy whispers linger truth frays like old thread ©2025 Sara Etgen-Baker...

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There are voices all around us Not loud, not obvious, But aching to be heard. Within this poem lies three unheard stories Three souls, each silenced by society A woman who smiles in fear. A boy punished for love. And a girl whose dreams shrink in the shadows. Their pain is different, But their silence is the same. This poem is for them For the unheard,...

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I felt the call of the road like a wind carrying whispers of longing and adventure, And I ventured on the wings of the unknown, through deserts scorched by the blazing sun. I traveled through the endless fields of secret dreams, where the horizon whispers secrets, I wanted to discover what the world hides beneath its veil of...

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