In the quiet hush of the world, questions softly arise,
Whispered in the silence, where truth often lies.
A generation curious, seeking to find,
Meaning in the silence, in the depths of the mind.
Silence isn't empty; it's pregnant with thought,
A canvas for questions, a space to be sought.
In the stillness, we ponder, we wonder, we dream,
Exploring the depths of the silent stream.
Questions linger in the air, seeking to be heard,
In the silence, we find meaning, in every whispered word.
~Cloie
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Author:
Cloie (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 22nd, 2024 19:38
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Comments5
What an elegant piece!
Thank you so much!
Nice exposition.
Thank you so much!
Thought provoking poem Cloie. Well written. 😉👍
Thank you so much!
This is beauty in words beyond your years. Lovely, poetic and wise as well. The rhyme scheme fit so well being well metered it flowed off the tongue. Loved it.
I'm truly touched by your appreciation. It means a lot to me that my words resonated with you. Your encouragement fuels my passion for poetry, and I'm grateful for your support. Thank you so much for your kind words!
Good write C.
Thank you!
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