Quotes about murmur, page 16
The echo began in some indescribable way to undermine her hold on life. Coming at a moment when she chanced to be fatigued, it had managed to murmur, 'Pathos, piety, courage -- they exist, but are identical, and so is filth. Everything exists, nothing has value.'
quote by Richard
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Good-bye
Sounds of the seas grow fainter,
Sounds of the sands have sped;
The sweep of gales,
The far white sails,
Are silent, spent and dead.
Sounds of the days of summer
Murmur and die away,
And distance hides
The long, low tides,
As night shuts out the day.
poem by Emily Pauline Johnson
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Water Seeking Its Own Level
oh the waters have wisdom
for they always know how to seek
their own level
they do not mind
what name is given to this
mountain
or this plain
or that creek
they all know them all
and they travel
and sleep soundly on their beds soundly
without any murmur
or complaint
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Cyber Solitude
there is such heavy quietness.
not even the sigh of a breath
just as the lung collapses again
there is that final hope dawning
though it's darkest, they say
just before the break of day
there isn't more than one heart
not even the murmur of a beat
just a singular knowing inside
poem by Frederick Kesner
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Darker Solitude
there is such heavy quietness.....
not even the sigh of a breath
just as the lung collapses again
there is that one hope dawning:
thought, is darkest, they say
just before the break of day
there isn't more than one heart
not even the murmur of a beat
just a singular knowing inside
poem by Frederick Kesner
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In Our Eloquent Silence
in the silence of my eloquence
i hear the slow pace of our breath
as i rest my head on your heart
seeking asylum from the world
in the silence of your eloquence
i hear the murmur of your love
as you unravel my mysterious self
between your binding arms...
05mar2010
13.11hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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The glory of lust
‘Lust, Lust. It’s worst’
Many burst.
Lust is not a ghost,
Nor a devil, nor a peril.
The tender grass on a rocky patch
Is tender to taste for the toothless
Cow, old enough to die.
It is lust. Who can hate.
‘Lust, Lust, It’s the best’
All murmur in secret.
01.05.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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2: 55 A.m.
at this hour
the exhaust fan of the computer
sounds loudest
second to that
is the murmur of each key
as i press upon
a letter
to make this
waking poem
make
its faintest sound
it is like
the sigh of the pin
dropping
on the carpeted
floor
of an empty room
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Silent Lover i
PASSIONS are liken'd best to floods and streams:
The shallow murmur, but the deep are dumb;
So, when affection yields discourse, it seems
The bottom is but shallow whence they come.
They that are rich in words, in words discover
That they are poor in that which makes a lover.
poem by Sir Walter Raleigh
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Humanity
What simple profundities
What profound simplicities
To sit down among the trees
and breathe with them
in murmur brool and breeze —
And how can I trust them
who pollute the sky
with heavens
the below with hells
Well, humankind,
I’m part of you
and so my son
but neither of us
will believe
your big sad lie
poem by Gregory Corso
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