Best Unsent Poems

I am writing the words I do not have the courage to say out loud
I need to ask you for something, something I don't want
I...

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Dearest,


There would be no nightfalls 
thereunto your eyes but partly goosebumps
nor would be nightscapes along your brows 
even an inch above their  shorelines

where darkness...

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Unladylike though to speak this heart of mine
          for a certain man who makes my day...

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I like your long wavy hair
Brown it is better than fair
I like your pretty eyes in green 
They’re the purest I have ever seen

Or maybe...

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Tonight my ink is mute
and this quill rests in silence.
I’m searching for the perfumed poem
you’ve placed in my aching soul,
when I found a home 
within...

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We don't talk about it
Since hands upon the clock have ceased to move
When minutes creep, on skittish feet
The walls grow small~

By blue degrees, she drowns...

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Under the cloud where the velvet smoke bled,
'Love's a curse' the smiling soul said;
The blood in the dwarf's heart then froze,
When an indecisive liar presented...

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if i died tonight
i’d have wild flowers
i’d wish i’d gathered
fields i’d wish i’d run
seas i’d still long to sail
unfinished business
unsent birthday cards	 
unsung melodies and
unpainted...

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I tried to reach out, blink in silence and say my words, but there is a lost syllable and a forgiven diction. I buried my...

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Just one more time
to lay next to you
to feel your love
and know it's true

Arms encircling
the one I so love
To kiss your lips
Like paradise above

To be...

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Written: September 18, 2023
Unwritten Absence Poetry Contest              Sponsored by: Ink Empress
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In the...

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 In the realm of self-interest, a curious soul,
Could not adhere stamps, sans wit owning a role.
 His tongue, like a rover in arid terrain,
Lingered...

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it took me six months to understand that the songs you sing me late at night
are not unsent love notes.
not unconfessed lust. 

just cliche and...

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This place is always a little lonely 
At the weekends...no noise and life, 
I like solitude, 
But not in places 
Where's there's recently been 
A...

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Moldy feet of clay
Wearing smelly moldy feet of clay,
as purity walks slow away,
the attraction of the  pity curse,
a lady solves the verse,
but is she...

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