#deafening
Learning ignored rules, mad rantings
divine furies capturing pythia
tickling the fancy answering inquisitor
Saturnian meter
perhaps practiced marching
Delphic oracular utterings, perhaps
once could have been dancing feet,
if ever mere haps determined winning
some factor manufactured *********
fashioned from centuries assisting
future tellers of the muses uses
fruiting for our entertainment
as we think at our core, so we
become, come and see, how
come we to make believe.
Take breath and podium or stage away,
we breathe deeply and feel unrefined joy,
from briefly readjusting the look on your face.
Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 2:28 PM UTC
The silence is always deafening,
After someone yells at me.
I replay the bitter memory,
Even if it wasn't directed at me.
The silence feels intrusive,
Bordering on abusive,
As if at any moment it could snap,
Like you did when you snapped,
At me.
The silence is always deafening...
Jan 24
Jan 24, 2026 at 4:32 PM UTC
there was a little voice in my head
that grew and grew and grew
until the deafening roar blocked out everything else
it screamed to stay in my dorm
don't talk to anybody
no one will like you
so don't try
for a while I listened to the voice
I stayed inside
and I barely engaged in social situations
but I got tired of the deafening roar
it was holding me back
and I'm having none of that
I study in the library
I go to events
I talk to my peers
and I participate in class
that deafening roar slowly but surely
quieted down
I can still hear its faint voice
but no longer will I be held back
due to my anxieties
I want friends
and I want to be social
so friends I will have
and social I will be
Sep 17, 2025
Sep 17, 2025 at 9:00 AM UTC
Like Harry Potter, the sorting hat (my mom)
has placed me in a ****** crimson colored school.
It’s disorienting, as I go about, the logos are wack.
Poor little rich girl
no beachside lovers
this interminable, scorching summer.
I’m swept up by scholastic spirit.
Can you hear it? Cause it’s deafening me,
on this cool, dry, Boston orientation day.
As we finished our morning 8k jog,
the sunrise blossomed, painting hot lava clouds
with hues of yellow, orange and pink.
We’re traipsing unfamiliar paths,
it’s not what we’re used to, the roads are uneven
and the architecture’s all boxy and wrong.
.
.
Songs for this:
New Toy by Lene Lovich
Better After All by Jonatha Brooke
Now At Last by *****
May 27, 2025
May 27, 2025 at 7:40 AM UTC
The silence is deafening.
How many days has it been?
I can almost make out the faint calls,
Of someone in the distance.
But just as quickly as they appear,
They vanish without a trace.
So, I sit against the wall,
Hugging my knees to my chest.
Scratches on the rough concrete behind me
Marking the depth of my agony
How long will I rot in this cage,
Before someone notices that I am missing?
Feb 13, 2025
Feb 13, 2025 at 3:04 PM UTC
we can never experience silence
our unquiet minds seek solace
in the noise of our creation
from the hum of the womb
around us as we grew
to the murmur of traffic
past our window
the rhythm of life plays
our tune
silence would be deafening
it would **** us all
Feb 7, 2024
Feb 7, 2024 at 6:29 PM UTC
I forget that reading week
Has a hold on me
Five fingers wrapped around my throat
Holding me under
Under the sheets
Trapped in my head
Fighting myself
And the thoughts that bubble over after being hidden for so long
Are deafening
Nov 8, 2022
Nov 8, 2022 at 2:23 PM UTC
sometimes i like the silence
it's comforting
but other times
silence is deafening
but no one understands
Jan 13, 2021
Jan 13, 2021 at 6:50 PM UTC
There was this silence, this empty little silence
Offering two of its very existence:
Peacefully sweet for a confused mind,
Deafeningly loud like a depressing bind
Jan 6, 2020
Jan 6, 2020 at 5:37 AM UTC
A Thunderstorm is brewing,
the likes I've never seen;
It's headed in my direction,
coming straight towards me.
~
It will be most deafening,
how will I stand the sound;
As my flimsy house of plastic cards,
goes crumbling to the ground.
~
I can not stop its' furry,
and it's much to late to run;
So I'll face the roaring Thunder,
and Clouds that block the Sun.
~
A product of my past,
and the pain I've held inside;
It's building up too quickly,
and I've nowhere to hide.
~
So I'll wait the lightning out,
prepared to face that day;
When I must tell the truth,
hoping I'll know what to say.
Apr 16, 2019
Apr 16, 2019 at 7:39 PM UTC
i've been held hostage
in a home
that is overflowing
with a silent
yet deafening rage
Dec 28, 2018
Dec 28, 2018 at 5:02 PM UTC
Haven’t written in a while,
The reason or reasons seem jumbled in my head,
I know what I want to say but I question if it wrong if I feel a certain way,
Lying in dread,
From these thoughts, I try to escape,
Lies I remind myself,
Feelings are lies,
Allowing yourself to hide is the greatest gift you could give,
Keep on tryin to believe you're alright,
But at night it’s like the light can’t even help
You’re fine,
There’s nothing wrong,
Well, nothing significant,
Roof over head,
Bread in tummy,
Plates to parents,
Air to heat,
Sheets to shoes,
All it is mind over matter,
As long as you don’t mind it won’t matter,
I mind,
Does my mind matter?
Do all the thoughts I think matter?
Is it wrong to feel what I feel?
Is it wrong to believe what I believe?
What’s right?
Why’d I stoping writing?
Why'd I try to silence myself?
Is it the thought that my voice is meant for silence,
That I should be the girl in crowded hallways who bears her soul inside the books, walking quietly,
Smiling at strangers, trying to remember no one sees the chaos in my brain,
That it’s all tall tales I tell myself,
So I’ll sit and type the feelings I feel,
Allowing the silence to fill the voids of speaking,
knowing I’ll be judged for them,
Believing my life is meant for more keeps me going,
And one day showing the respect of a voice that just wants to feel heard,
Silence is deafening,
Let me know if you can hear it too?
Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 12:41 AM UTC
what gold have i
tremble
to me
in
clydesdales dreams
that my shoes
may fill these streets
all my chaos
be
strung
with violen strings
here me playing
in
streets
watch schollard mockers
read my display
watch
me
cry
in
the
corner
what child has mistaken me
that my love be
bubble
gum
blown
my child like thoughts
my man like dreams
these hands
these hands
these hands
could
****** you
walking medalions quiver
leading
stalking
stallions silver
?
...
..
.
Jan 26, 2018
Jan 26, 2018 at 7:46 AM UTC
No one understands the pain I am in.
I sit here in complete silence
but the silence is deafening.
My thoughts grow louder and louder,
and before I know it I'm drowning in words
with no way to speak.
Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 6:06 PM UTC
This eerie silence make me hear tinnitus,
My own brain buzzes noisily as always...
The saddening grief & the aggrieved sad,
Both terms are mine and am myself so..
There beats a heart of mine in her chest,
Seated in her ribcage between the *******
I might be able to smile someday again,
And the smile be creditable to satisfaction..
The silence scares me & is so deafening,
Beeps continuously the tinnitus within...
Dec 16, 2016
Dec 16, 2016 at 1:53 AM UTC
the slope of your chin is
gentle
nothing will numb you more
than the epitome of nothingness
soft collared shirts and grey-scale jeans
I feel music in you
like water
abounding with reluctance
here I stand
gently begging you to
be deafening.
chanting silently
we are here we were here
HERE WE ARE
with pale long dancing fingers I am
certain that the end is not near
nor will it ever be
for you
Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 10:34 PM UTC
ever felt so many emotions
you went numb
ever heard silence so loud
it was deafening
ever saw light so bright
all you saw was darkness
because your life is a paradox
you gave it too much meaning now
it means nothing at all
Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 8:44 AM UTC
For all of the things I know,
there are billions I don't.
So when I say I don't know,
whether I want to be with you,
always know,
the indecisiveness is deafening.
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 2:05 AM UTC
No calm
before storm.
Leaving, I will not tip toe
to the back door.
Not wait until you're
asleep.
Let clack of heels
break deafening
silence.
Refuse you satisfaction,
of thinking this would be
easy.
I told you already,
I am not your sometimes,
time left, is
up.
Nov 19, 2014
Nov 19, 2014 at 1:18 PM UTC
I want to scream it
like the sunshine gleaming in the window
like the movement of the moment
the descent of time
streaming slowly into never
... so loud...
... so eternal.
I want to scream it
like the whispers in your ear, persistent
the tick-tock
the rustle of the sheets.
I want to scream it
like the creaking in the branches
the footsteps in the hallway
the clatter of the dishes
the closing of the door.
I want to scream it
like shattering glass
the chatter in the distance
the twisting tornado
the breath from your nose...
the slip of that tear...
the quiet of this moment...
It's screaming at me.
Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 11:46 PM UTC
The nights are so still
So quiet
So deafening,
That the unrelenting squeezing of my pounding heartbeat beats me to sleep like mama used to
Or did she rock me to sleep?
I have no time for memories.
I can hear the slow dribble of cells and waste and filth and disgust slide through my veins like honey and molasses from the mouthes of posh babes.
I feel my heart flutter and bang around and bruise itself up trying to escape from it's dank cage.
I'm sorry I don't have a better room to offer my Ruler.
Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 11:54 PM UTC
There lays a beach somewhere
in a far away land
just out of reach of reality.
where stillness fills the air
Life and time are frozen.
The ocean a glassy mirror,
without a ripple on the shore.
Not a bird chirping,
nor a leaf rustling.
If one could witness,
their ears would surely burn,
from the deafening silence.
Jun 19, 2014
Jun 19, 2014 at 3:32 AM UTC
Sometimes when I am in bed,
Laying in the dark,
I listen to the cars roar by
From silence back into silence.
The silence is so loud, I think I may go deaf,
And the darkness suffocates me.
As I lay,
I feel the dark closing around me.
The silence is consuming,
And my thoughts permeate the total blackness.
The world suddenly seems so big,
And I so infinitesimally small.
Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 12:09 PM UTC