Tag Archives: quiet

Consider

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Have you ever considered?

Has it ever crossed your mind
That some of the quiet people,
The ones you think have no opinion,
Have been slapped around
Have been shoved around
Have been belittled
And made to feel so
Insignificant
They believe
Their voice makes no sound
That their opinion has never mattered.
They have been
Gagged and bound
And pushed down to the point
Of suppression?
Maybe they are quiet
Because of the chaos
They have been
Through
And peace is the only thing that will save
Them.
Maybe they have almost run out of air and
They need the
Breath
They have left for living
Not words.

The Tears

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The tears.

I am my own comfort.

There is solace in the silence.

In the dark.

It is there that I lay

The ache bare.

Defenseless.

Solitaire.

My agony.

And when the bottomless torment

(Which has no name)

subsides,

I will wrap it up tight

And tuck it away.

Not to come out again until

It is too heavy and thorny

To carry in the quiet.

Awakening

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One day

I realized

If I slept too long

I would miss the moments

When the world was quiet.

I would miss

Beauty awakening

And

The first gentle caress of

Light in my world.

I would miss

The silent whisper of the day saying

“Here I am in all my glory just for you. Use me up until there is nothing left.”