A name, a sigh, a constant ache, A hollow echo in my wake.
We danced on breezes, whispers thin,
A love unspoken, locked within.
Fate's cruel hand, or my own fear,
Kept honest words a prisoner. Moments slipped, like grains of sand,
Through fingers hesitant, unplanned.
A thousand times, love's song I sang,
But never raw, the way it wrangled.
A letter lost, with no address,
My heart's true meaning, I confess,
Drowned in the silence, vast and deep.
My voice unused, while words would sleep.
In gentle touches, glances shy,
A love story whispered by and by.
Did late replies, a hand to hold,
The silent vigil, growing cold,
Convey the ocean in my soul?
Did you ever see the whole?
The boundless depths of what I felt,
The lengths I'd swim, the dreams I'd dealt?
Perhaps the fault, not yours to bear,
But mine, the love I wouldn't dare
To speak in language clear and bright.
Now whispers fade in fading light.
A cosmic nudge, a lesson learned,
Love lost in silence, forever burned.
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Whispers in the Wind
PoetryDo you like whispering in the wind? Like you cannot talk what you feel? It is for you!
