Unreciprocated Love
I thought of you today, yesterday
and probably the days to follow you will be my thought again
I have attempted to think differently
yet everything bounces back
I nolonger know how not to think
So, with a pencil and paper I settle to write
Scribble down a few lines
But your thought becomes so vivid
I close my ears but my eyes can hear your voice
and I know then, love is both life and death
So I will yield to silence
For dear silence has become my refuge
In the echo of silence, I will embrace the thought
And take it to Dreamland, the only place that is border~less.
And where no one would ask about my idle fancies.
Copyright © Memory Melania Mutanuka | Year Posted 2021
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