#stillness poems on Hello Poetry

Noemi Jun 2020

there is a heavy stillness in the silence
that precedes the words of man
who thinks he is right

#men #stillness #silence #right #vent #3am #short #patriarchy

Petrichor Jun 2020

Solitude

Is not the absence of somebody
But the presence of the true self
I am sick of playing a role i never auditioned for
Being subjected to judgemental eyes
Sometimes there are remnants of hope
To encounter the right person
Who could become a friend,a lover,a kindred spirit
But that desire is ephemeral
No,I must remain alone
Embrace the void,the vacant space,the stillness
For only here can i exist

#solitude #alone #depression #stillness #sadness

Ram B May 2020

The Dusk

The dusk brings
Some mysterious peace
A stillness
Quite deep

Could it be
Because
It's that time
When I head home

Home
Where I am
accepted
And loved

Loved
As I am
Accepted
As I am.

And that brings
So much peace
To be
As I am.

Yet the sun sets
Whispering farewell
Bringing some sadness
As well.

#sunset #dusk #stillness #peace #sadness #love #spirit #soul #faith #hope

Saudia R Apr 2020

Peace

And so I rest

as if every dream that has been

never was to begin with

#peace #rest #stillness #begin #dream #mindfulness #time #expectations #insecurities #universe

Krishnapriya Apr 2020

On the other side of challenge

On the other side
Of challenge
Is
Growth
Waiting for me

To walk
Through the door
Of love,
With love
As love

Love is
As much giving as forgiving
As much offering as acceptance
As much sweetness as tears

A bubble
Of silent stillness
Lifts me
Past doors of illusion
Into the lap of
Emptiness

#challenge #love #transformation #stillness

Andrew Mancini Apr 2020

Captive

Emotions boom
like unhinged stereo equipment
                                      pushing gusts of wind waves through the room, disturbing epic stillness,
inciting wicked rage that ricochets;
                                             fingers scrape my face,
                                             figures lose their shape as vision fades,
pain transforms to passion;
                             two broken hearts took each other captive.

#love #brokenhearted #emotions #scraping #identity #stillness #disturbed #dark

Keiya Tasire Mar 2020

In Spirit

At our core is a connection
with a deep “Inner Knowing."

It's abode resides within each of us.
At the point of deep silence.
Between our inhalation and exhalation
A point of stillness
In the quiet of our personal eternal now.

The Dove sitting quietly on her nest.
Do you call her an Angel?
Holy Spirit?
Or the Self Actualizing Higher Self?
Or something else?
What ever you call her, it does not matter
She is a quiet knowing that warms my heart.
A scream or a shout is never, her tender voice.

She leaves no doubt

Regarding deep nature, deep compassoin.
She is the Ancestor,
The Guru, The Teacher, The Guide, The Witness
The maintainer of life itself.
Lovingly, tending to the questions of your heart.

She comforts the destressed
Tames the racing fears.
Dispels the wild winds of assumptions!
Vigilant, never ceasing
Always enduring to the end.

Raising us up!
Guiding each back into a unified soul.
Layers upon layers of energies
knit kindly together with Her Love.
Such wings as these!!
Oh Yes! Take flight!!!

The deep inner knowing goes by different names in different religions and cultures across the world. Yet this deep inner knowing has the same functions across the cultures. May we take comfort in a brother/sisterhood across the globe. I have been accused of seeing the world through "rose colored glasses" there are times that I absolutely agree. Let's keep the rose colored glasses on to enjoy each other's company and also to remind us that we are never alone, even in our aloneness there is comfort at the door.

#heart #brotherhood #sistterhood #breath #stillness #silencce #holyspirit #zpoint #of

Keiya Tasire Mar 2020

At the Heart of Spiritual Wellness

It is my belief, that at our core is a connection
with a deep “Inner Knowing."

It's abode resides within each of us.
At the point of deep silence.
Between our inhalation and exhalation
There is a point of stillness
In the quiet of our personal eternal now.

The Dove sitting quietly on her nest.
Do you call her an Angel?
Holy Spirit?
Or the Self Actulizing Higher self?
Or someing else?

A quiet knowing warms the heart
A scream or a shout you will never hear!
A quiet tender voice
Calling.

Without a doubt!
Do you understand her deeper nature?

She is the Ancestor,
The Guru, The Teacher, The Guide, The Witness
The maintainer of Life itself.
Lovingly, tending to the questiions of your heart.

She comforts the destressed soul.
Tames the racing fears.
Dispells the wild winds of assupmtions!
Vigulant, never ceasing
Always enduring to the end.

Raising us up!
We are a unified whole
Layers upon layers of energies
knit kindly togethter
With Her Love.

The deep inner knowing goes by differnt names in different religions and cultures across the world. Yet this deep inner knowing has the same functions across the cultures. May we take compfort in a brotherhood/sisterhood across the globe. I have been accused of seeing the world through "rose colored glasses" there are times that I absolutely agree. Let's keep the rose colored glasses on to enjoy each other's compay and also to remind us that we are never alone, even in our aloneness there is comfort at the door.

#heart #brotherhood #sistterhood #breath #stillness #silencce #holyspirit #zpoint #of

Nely Mar 2020

Loneliness

Sometimes its beautiful outside.
The sun shines for miles and miles. The clouds swim without a current. The grass sleeplessly kiss my ankles. I can hear my heart knocking in my ears. I stand still & feel mother gaia cradling me. I think no moment like this will ever exist.

#loneliness #sad #alone #stillness #exist #enjoy

marianne Feb 2020

Love the questions (after Rilke)

I don’t know how to love the questions

that blast in brawling on wild winds lashing

the sirens of warning that road rivers are rising

and goodness is vanquished—

the single certainty of more

and too much as the earth spins

off its axis.

I do know how to be still

and listen in warm morning sunlight

to the wisdom of women who tell me

that hope looks like armies of beings wielding

sunflowers and parsnip, fishtails

and dust mops singing songs of our mothers

claiming our birthright, until hearts

find earth’s drum beat, songs

turn to thunder, until groundswell—

and the many are one.

I know how to hold a long gaze

squint far into the distance

until I can

see

it

Rainer Maria Rilke, from Letters to a Young Poet
"I beg you, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer."

#climate #hope #stillness #mothers #groundswell #oneness #love