Silence

by dante93

Published December 11, 2010

In Poetry

A sweet embrace is silence.

Utter nothingness surrounding my
soul would be bliss.

No other person,
no other voice
only myself in a void,
in a reality where time
is forgotten

Where direction fades over a gray horizon,
over an infinite plain of a
mundane,
yet peaceful world.

But this reality we live in now is
its opposite.
Its flame burning eternal.

We all wish for the solace of weightlessness
of life beyond worry,
without noise
without hatred
without a flame that scorches.

Perfection lies in our minds.
That silence will be there,
in our heads,
only when we dream.

This is a poem from my new book The Dying Flame. There is a preview on my author's spotlight of it where I published it. http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/dante93 Hopefully you like this poem and it will peak your curiosity in my other work I have published and you will consider buying. Thanks.

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My-mystique-Eyes commented Comment · Dec 11, 2010

I think it could use some punctuation and maybe different placing of the lines. It may just have been me but I kept stumbling over it, It didn't seem to flow very well. But I really love the idea. And even your choosing of words it was a very interesting poem. great job! :)

My-mystique-Eyes wrote a review Review · Dec 11, 2010

I think it could use some punctuation and maybe different placing of the lines. It may just have been me but I kept stumbling over it, It didn't seem to flow very well. But I really love the idea. And even your choosing of words it was a very interesting poem. great job! :)

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Ray112
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Ray112 commented Comment · Dec 11, 2010

Yeah, I have to agree with EMzee on this one. This poem has so much flow and passion to it. I really like it. keep it up :)

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Emmzziee wrote a review Review · Dec 11, 2010

This is beautiful :)
Your poem is descriptive, and still leaves loads to the imagination :)
Definately write some more stuff like this!!! xxx



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