Lotlot Diaz


Silence - Poem by Lotlot Diaz

The silence after a frenzied riot,
After a terrible shooting fray,
After the noise of neighbors quarrel,
After a furious, explosive day...
This is the silence man longs for.

The silence of a wife o'er a partners death,
Of the rich whose wealth has turn to ashes,
Of a maiden whose lover has left for battles,
Of a gambler over gigantic losses...
This is the silence of grief accursed.

The silence of an adoring lover,
Of a zealot over an obsession,
Of one marveling at great wonders,
Of a dreamer gazing at illusions...
This is the silence of discovery.

The silence of a theif hemmed in by cops,
Of a warrior trapped in a war arena,
Of a seaman forsaken in a sinking vessel,
Of a chief of state midst a coup d'etat...
This is the silence of fear and terror.

There's a silence that is comforting,
There's a silence of doubts and fears,
There's a silence of deep regretting,
There's a silence of grief and tears...
But the silence that is needed,
For wisdom to thrive and unfold,
Is that which enables man to listen,
For this is the silence that is gold...
This is the silence we need most.

Topic(s) of this poem: life


Poet's Notes about The Poem

silence really are the most surprising things for me....
you cant even guess whats in anyones silence

Comments about Silence by Lotlot Diaz

  • Siddartha Montik (12/14/2016 3:48:00 AM)

    Loved it!
    Such wonderful lines of emotion and the truth! We might strive in Silence.. may be that God has this never gave us any language but body Language! Thank you for your thought(s) ! (Report) Reply

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  • Siddartha Montik (12/13/2016 4:43:00 AM)

    Contemporary!
    Beautiful lines of contemporary and natural issues! Nicely penned and expressed. Thank you for sharing Poet! 10++++! (Report) Reply

  • Ravi A (12/7/2016 6:54:00 AM)

    Wonderful definitions
    Yes. silence has many faces and phases. You have nicely penned them. The highest level of silence is contemplation sitting on a sea shore or on the courtyard of a church or on the mountains where you and nature are alone besides a brook. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 13, 2016


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