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Twas Left Unsaid

Night after lonely night, as I lay all alone in our bed
my eyes fill with tears as I recall the words I left unsaid

I know I often told you how much you meant to me
but I never thought I'd ever say, "Please, let me be." 

You were not my first love, and I know I wasn't yours
By chance we met, since we lived on opposite shores

What hand did fate deal to us on the night we were wed
Our hearts were full of love, there was nothing left unsaid

We lived in a euphoric world of happiness and bliss
I fell more deeply in love with you with each tender kiss

Our moonlight walks, holding hands are distant memories
I wish we'd  tried to talk it out, when I have sad reveries

Those moments from the past are pains I sorely dread
I often wonder if you ever think of things you left unsaid

Time has passed, but my heart still misses what we had
When I first left you, I was as lost and restless as a nomad

You called a few times, but we never said the right words
only chatted about trivial things, stammering like silly birds

It's too late to mend our love. We can't use needle and thread
What would we say to each other that hasn't already been said?

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9/21/2017
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#4 "unsaid"
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Allison Avatar
September 24, 2017 at 5:03 PM
Dropping back with my congrats Lin:-) hugs jan xx
Callus Avatar
September 24, 2017 at 9:51 AM
This poem is very expressive, emotionally, Lin. Sometimes words are just not enough to fix a problem...broken vases lose their value! Congratulations on this fine win. Regards // paul
Lane Avatar
September 24, 2017 at 11:17 AM
Thanks ever so much, Paul.
Sinha-Roy Avatar
September 24, 2017 at 12:56 AM
Congratulations, Lin on your placement.
Lane Avatar
September 24, 2017 at 8:29 AM
Thank you, Subimal.
La France Avatar
September 23, 2017 at 9:17 AM
Lin, congratulations on your win in my contest with this emotional series of couplets, well done!
Lane Avatar
September 23, 2017 at 1:18 PM
Thank you
Pandit Avatar
September 22, 2017 at 7:48 AM
WOW! This is an awesome piece of art--flowing with emotion and sadness, but reflective of love lost--love the realistic assessment at the end--a winning poem Lin!!
Lane Avatar
September 22, 2017 at 7:58 AM
It's all very real, Vijay. Thanks very much for the sincerity of your comments.
Daniel Avatar
September 22, 2017 at 7:46 AM
Honest, deep and sad, Lin, I wish this weren't true, but knowing it is, I feel with you!!!
Lane Avatar
September 22, 2017 at 7:57 AM
Thanks ever so much, Jo.
Sands Avatar
September 21, 2017 at 6:22 PM
Well written with such important points made in this poem and full of expression. :)
Lane Avatar
September 22, 2017 at 7:56 AM
Thank you, Heidi. Your comments are very kind.
Allison Avatar
September 21, 2017 at 6:22 PM
Such a sad poem on so many levels Lin. Good communication is a relationship is so important and sometimes you can communicate but not listen:-( the final stanza hits home hard and nothing can be said to heal the wounds:-( hugs jan xx
Lane Avatar
September 22, 2017 at 7:57 AM
Even when wounds heal, scars remain. Thank you very much for the great remarks, Jan.
Sivey Avatar
September 21, 2017 at 5:25 PM
Wow, Lin, you have left me in awe by the beauty of this wondrous write my friend! I really enjoyed reading your illustrious poem here this evening! You have written a truthful piece that goes to show that communication is essential within a relationship! What a brilliant poem, Great Work!!
Lane Avatar
September 21, 2017 at 5:29 PM
Thanks a lot, Russell. It's always worth trying to work things out, but it takes both parties and nothing should be left unsaid.
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