Communicate with me,
All I ever requested,
If there’s an issue you see,
Speak up and let’s rest it.
A lot of the time,
I’m left none the wiser.
I think everything’s fine,
Yet somethings left to decipher.
It’s the silence speaking volumes,
The snapping and the stressing.
Creating an atmospheric commune.
I’m growing weary I must confess.
I hope you open up,
Before these doors close for good.
Patiently, I await the moment.
But there are times, I’m not sure I should?
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Author:
G (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Trying to figure someone out
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Communication is the key, but sometimes we need to listen to the silence, because there are answers in silence too. Very well written G84!
I agree Fred! Silence can be deafening at times, just another write airing a frustration 🙂
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Very good write G84, understanding all about each other is the key to any full relationship.
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