A small window,
Only the frame,
Lost its shutters
Can't stop the rain
Standing near the window,
Breaths touching their skins
Hands hanging limp
Afraid they might give in
A love sign,
Chiseled on the frame
Obscured scribbling,
Someone tried to leave a name
Pregnant pauses,
Halts in flow of words
Trying to say something
Words are getting lost
Stealing glances,
As if it's a crime
Feelings scream
'You are mine'
May be,
It's better this way
Part ways.
With unspoken words to say
Our words limit
What we can say.
We mean more
When we choose not to say
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Author:
Rebellion In Sanity (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I guess many of us have had such experiences where we parted without expressing what we wanted to say.
- Category: Love
- Views: 17
- Users favorite of this poem: Doggerel Dave
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Comments3
Excellent write
Thank you so much!
You're welcome
Unspoken words can be more powerful I have heard it said it is not what you say but what you do that counts.
Thank you for the read and for leaving your thoughts. Really appreciate it
Story of my life (well certain patches of it).
I'm going to fave this one, because it says something close to me.
I feel so encouraged by your words. Thank you!
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