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Silence tip toe its ways all around us Record acts when we think; no one is there Hiding in dark shadows from visual sight And can not be seen; anywhere Basements, storerooms and under staircases
Silence lurk small chambers and large halls Roaming high above and below things;
Within and between spaces of walls Silent listening; never to respond back To statements spoke out loud Silence hears without a comment: everything Ear capture the existence raw awe Silence has in statements no utterance Still retain knowledge and realities of all One can assume silence is not watching But its information it will not share Silence hold a fortune in actualities Because in silence all matters are known
Silence does not ask a question In silence fact is nothing to be said at all One might think to themselvesOr hold independent free thoughtsRattle views or suggestions of ideals in head
Silence reality is over all substance factSilence cover regions man can not explore Silence cell judgment is final Tight lips abuse; cause suckers to bleed Silence fortress has to be broken To end the torment and set victims free Matter closed: nothing else to be said Not right to pass onto othersDivine and righteous responsibilities Silence reality having no language Convey intents through the eyes Silence touch ones inner soul Tingling the strings of the mind There is no echo in silence fact No hush, thump or sound
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This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.
Dreams, desires, id and ego.
This poem is about our failure to feel fulfilled by our constant consumption of life.
Read it and find out.