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Bekah Halle Nov 2024
a bee buzzes,
a scream shrills,
a horn honks,
but silence...
silence...
Silence sounds...
it's not the absence of sound
but much more,
more than I expected
in the lows of loss.
It's like waves...
clashes of particles in the air
and tumbling together
in a rush of fusion,
movement.
Silence is not...
lack,
but an abundance,
of more...
more possibilities,
new ways of hearing,
new ways of feeling...
being...
MORE.
I lost my hearing after brain surgery for almost 8 months and then it started to return gradually, taking 5 years to regain 80 per cent capacity.
kokoro Oct 2024
Sometimes i wish my hair wrapped around my whole head like a curtain
so i couldn't see,
so i couldn't smell,
so i couldn't hear,
so i couldn't eat.
Lunar Nov 2020
I can't smell the blood,
I can't taste the tears,
I can't see the pain,
I can't hear my heart break.

I can only feel it.
I can't even think, and/so I don't even know why.

Feel better soon, self.

(j.m.)
iris Aug 2020
When I open my ears,
I can hear a symphony of beautiful sounds.
But it is too often that I let my ears go to waste,
and only keep my eyes wide open,
although they are unseeing.
Roro Aug 2020
Sweet melting ice cream
Sunrise beamed in blue and pink
Snowflakes drizzling, a silent scream
Soft pillows for her cheek to sink
Scents filling her nose like a sweet stream
Lying in her same bed
Eyes open but not awake
Senseless to her frozen core
Not sure if it’s all fake
Her reality now a distant dream
Memories of the world she made, erased
The rainbow sprinkled donut that was her life
She couldn’t recognize or taste
Derealization can make someone feel the world and life they built around them is not real, like living in a hazy dream in an unrecognizable place.
will Jan 2020
Can you see it?
rivets of rain
rush to rivers

Can you hear it?
dripling to drops
dream like dollops

Can you feel it?
softly and sacredly
saccharine on skin

Can you taste it?
flirty and flowing
fresh like flowers

Can you smell it?
mystic like memories
mossy and moorish
m i a Dec 2015
Touch---*
her skin was soft, but rough at the same time. Almost as if it were a canvas, waiting to be coloured.
im doing this thing with five senses. its kind of hard, i was hoping to collab with someone? yes? no? maybe not?  just message meee. cx
Natalie Thompson Jan 2015
I cannot see
the emotions of your face
I cannot hear
the sound of your voice
I cannot feel
the warmth of you skin
I cannot smell
the scent of your clothes
I cannot taste
the words of your mind
The miles
are measured with faith
The miles
are measured with trust
I cannot wait
to see the happiness in your eyes
I cannot wait
to hear the joy in your laughter
I cannot wait
to feel the softness of your touch
I cannot wait
to smell the aroma of your hug
I cannot wait
to taste the kiss of your lips
The five senses of you
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