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From the lips of a still night
comes forth a silent song
bearing the tale of the souls
borne away from under it's cover
to a far away Dawn.

The joyful blooming of a flower
shouts out to the soaring bird
in a silent song that there is
splendour in being still and radiant
no less than there is in flight.

The lofty trees touching the sky
sing a solemn silent song
of their patience,of their resolve.
Their greatest victory in shooting
up through the resisting earth.

It is a silent song
that passes between lovers' eyes
singing the desire of one
to be a part of the other..
to become lost in the other.

A silent song rises from the Earth
carrying the prayers of souls;
rises like an incense
through the starry ether
to the Creator;Breather of life.

Without wings it flies
Without words it speaks.
Mystically beautiful it is
as it envelops the world,
this Silent Song.
 Nov 2013 Monique Olivier
Marilyn
I'm scared of the silence
Lately I distrust my thoughts
I don't like the voices in my head
That finds the confidence to speak up during the lateness of nights
I think the only reason I keep listening to John Mayer
Is because when he sings about the troubles I am facing
He sings in a melody that makes me confuse the ugliness of myself
For ocean waves and spring birds
His soft tenor creates an illusion of a truthful beauty
When in reality no truths are beautiful
All those who are honest are usually lonely
No one wants to be told the truth because
They can't handle it
No one wants to acknowledge something they can't handle
And no one
Should be forced to listen to their thoughts when it speaks of truths
That have yet been masked by the
Soft strings of the fender stratocaster Mayer cradles as he
Pours out ballads of lonely nights and broken loves
The biggest flaw about being human
Is the ability to feel for everything
It weakens the soul
 Nov 2013 Monique Olivier
Jay
I wish I could speak
as if I was writing.
Why do I always
have to be so
awkward?
 Nov 2013 Monique Olivier
Emily
New
 Nov 2013 Monique Olivier
Emily
New
I never knew that my
Deepest
Darkest
And dirtiest sin
Would attract someone so new
And so kind
Who knew
That someone could view my actions
In a different light
Calling it romantic
And selfless
I am suddenly understood
And it's such a nice surprise
To make a new friend
Or more
With someone
Who seems to genuinely
Want, care, and need me
© Peyton 2013
 Nov 2013 Monique Olivier
Jay
I noticed the cuts
and I saw my name
and I felt you here
as our souls caressed
one another
and our hands did the
same,
but I still can't
let you waste your
time on me.
 Nov 2013 Monique Olivier
NV
I flushed my suicide note down the toilet.

The same way I'll flush the pills down my throat.

Because I didn't deserve to die.

The same way you didn't deserve to know what killed me.
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