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Seeds grow, and vines climb,
and thorns burrow, and intertwine
to bury deep, in flesh and grime—
homegrown— this ache and time.
Annie Sep 30
Sometimes love and hate are hard to differentiate.
They both give me sensory overload,
Even when there is nothing to
touch
When there is nothing to
Hear.
Silence can turn into screaming when I think about you.
I am bound to go deaf.
i hate a good love, and i love a good hate
Alicia Moore Sep 15
even when you’re speaking
the silence is deafening.

empty words,
a spinning record with no music.

language isn’t solely expressive,
vacant vocals are forever depressive.
Dibs Sep 10
Can you
Listen quietly
To the heart beat of
A caring,
Gentle melody
Coming from someone
Can you hear that?
Because
I know
Who can
But
He only have one friend
Not peace and calmness
Only silence
He doesn’t listen to anyone
Only silence
No one understand him
Only silence
Hours, days, years until death
He lives with silence

One day he met someone
A woman
He was loved.
He was forced to hear
Her lovely rhythm
And sweet sound
He listen silently

To feel
Those echoes
Vibrating on his bone
And the compassion and
Genuine intention
She shows to him

A sound of love
Produce sweet loud noises
Orchestrated
Music to his ears
He dance to it
More than you do
The sound of a woman’s love
The Giver, The Taker and The Stealer
Asominate Sep 2
Read me your words
I am yet to hear them
Knowledge to be absorbed...

Yet of the unknowns,
There's a fear within.
Bhill Sep 2
the singer should have warned us about his out of tune song
it was so undeserving of our live ears
the melody was unpleasant and the tune horrific
how could there be devotees to such bad talent
it just shows you that some ears are deaf...

Brian Hill - 2020 # 241
Leah Hilliges Aug 31
She danced all alone in the revelry
Amidst drunks, and whispering fools
For she’d be deaf in a world without melody

Her smile sung on merrily
She looked like a child at yule
She danced all alone in the revelry

Her eyes begged for clemency
From a life filled with the vile and the cruel
For she’d be deaf in a world without melody

Her feet stepped floorboards respectfully
But with no regard to life’s rules
She danced all alone in the revelry

She heard strange and twisted harmonies
From her mind’s devils, demons, and ghouls
For she’d be deaf in a world without melody

They watched, as she twirled, jealously
Breathless, she collapsed into hell’s fuel
She danced all alone in the revelry
For she’d be deaf in a world without melody
Poolza Aug 25
The blind speaks words of wisdom
but the deaf cannot hear

The deaf asks the man a question
but the mute cannot speak

The mute signs to the blind
but the blind cannot see.
idk
Have you ever thought?
It would have been her
Darkest hour;
Innocence being
Ripped
By the grabby hands,

A molester
Taking her dignity
Without consent,
No amount of tears
Screams and cries
Her pleas
were deaf to their
ears & eyes,

They took away
Her pride,
Using her in worse
Possible way,
Discarding her like
Pandemic
Crawling their way,

Yet, people have audacity
To question her faith,

When demons roam freely
Marking their next prey,

Locking away her pride
admonition flocking
with pride,

Portraying victim of seduction,

A cruel face of
Hypocrisy masculinism
Plucking an innocent flower
Before it reaches
Its full potential
Barricading her life
To isolation,
Have you ever thought?
You and I
Can be next on
(****) record.
I see a boy underneath the bin
He prays desperately to a deaf god
Looming over I can smell his despair
Rocking back and forth in holy existence
Your prayer won’t save you now little duckling
Say I to the rat
But on he chants, on and on to gods and clouds and demons
He names them all, one by one endlessly chanting his desperate canon
Where are your gods now?
Do they serve you a merciful end?
I ask as I slash his throat.
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