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Devin Ortiz Feb 2016
My ears bleed
This ******* noise
Eardrums bursting
While I beg
For Silence

It creeps and crawls
Each wave crashing
Against my last nerve
Pushed over the edge
Diving head first
Into oblivion.
Lukoje Feb 2016
Shallow trenches flooded with ink,
paths worn in paper,
pull me from the brink.

Background chatter and grey noise fills our head,
ten minutes a day respite,
or I'll end up dead.

Static rain ice cold on my skin,
but it's dry at twilight,
in the ghost town within.
Leal Knowone Feb 2016
can you deal with the stares. the words unheard, the subtle none verbal nuances. Listen to the noise in what they call silence. hear what this world has to say. can you read between the lines or are you looking hard for something that isn't really there. searching so hard you make it appear. the air whispers in your ear, the river tells a story seldom heard. listen to the unspoken word
Melanie Kate Jan 2016
Chaos humdrum of roaring engines.
The lost siren between concrete slabs
Ricocheting its scream throughout
the hallway streets,
already echoing with horns and yells.

Sleepless and ever burning,
the city lurches on
in agonizing sounds
muffled between high rise pristine glass
and shanty shacks painted with dust.

The frantic commotion of agonized madness,
In zigzag traffic and potholed roads.
The stop and start of hustle and frustration
Rises and falls like a dancing dust storm.

Everything present in a quieter world
is lost in the struggle of city life.
There's no peace or silence here.
Just constant exhaustion in the luminescent roar of human chaos.

26 Dec. 2015
MKD (c). 2016
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Small...
       ...Move
Loud...
      ...Bang
Drug...
       ...Filled
Eyes...
       ...Wide
Deaths...*
      ...Here
Joyce Jan 2016
Crisp blue sky glistens

white coated landscape breathless


less noise
more love sounds
Morning Haiku
dancing
a body electrically
creating
a mind destroying
the floor
we did once
form a circuit
with that eternal natural return of
ground to sky
lightning bolt the band ******* slays
BhaRaty Jan 2016
Silence is not always absence of noise.
Sometimes it's just presence of noise shut inside.

~JasB
aviisevil Dec 2015
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echoes and silent noise
drifting apart inside the layers
with a piercing voice
dancing so naked and bare


stop breathing
stop repeating
it's only a dream
it's only a dream
do not scream
do not scream
or you'll wake up










prayers and guilty tears
I was, but I am not here
I watch it all coming near
only to break apart again

I touch and it withers
nor a scream or a whisper
in the depths it will linger
howl till I perish the same









stop breathing
stop feeding
do not make a noise
do not hear the voice
it's only a dream
it's only a dream
do not scream
or you'll wake up









hearing the dusky roads
wearing forgotten steps
fire consumes and chokes
as I will collapse on myself

singularity of the sins
silence learning to sing
there's a face deep within
that will not speak

lights growing dim
smoke travels deep within
I see, I see it take me in
I cannot, I cannot leave













stop breathing
stop bleeding
it's only a dream
it's only a dream
do not scream
do not scream



stop breathing
stop repeating
stop feeding
it's only a dream
it's only a dream



stop bleeding
stop keeping
stop weeping
do not scream
do not scream
it's only a dream






stop breathing
stop breathing
stop breathing
stop breathing








*stop
stop
stop
stop
stop now
or you'll wake up
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