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Unsaid (poem)

Updated on December 25, 2013

So many things remained unsaid

When to my arms a dream was shed

Soon all the world was her instead

As in her eyes tomorrow spread

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There was the sun There was the light

The source of everything so right

Such fantasies could she ignite

That stardust learned to paint the night

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Our days of wonder sight unsaid

The flow of time made minutes right

Another memory ignite

As promises of Joy were spread

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Imagination was our light

A world so real we quickly shed

To form a realm of love instead

Which set us sailing toward that night

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There was no form to magic spread

We spent our all on dreams instead

And when our final kiss was shed

So many things remained unsaid

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      DJ Anderson 3 years ago

      So very sorrowful.

      Would we ever have it all said when facing a final good bye?

      So very tender, your poem; so very sad, the thought.

      So very beautiful, this poem.

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      Bill Holland 3 years ago from Olympia, WA

      A very sad testimony of lives wasted in the attempt to love. Well done Martin.

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      breakfastpop 3 years ago

      This piece is both beautiful and sad.

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      Dora Isaac Weithers 3 years ago from The Caribbean

      Mhatter, I can relate. So often the words come too late. I love both the message and the rhythm in the poem.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 3 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      So many things are left unsaid and the remembrance can bring sadness, but some things are better left unsaid, too. Love your poem.

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      Linda Rogers 3 years ago from Minnesota

      So sad when things are left unsaid. I think many of us have a story like this at some time in our life. Beautifully written :-)

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Sometimes that is what can ruin love when things are left unsaid.

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      Victor W. Kwok 3 years ago from Hawaii

      A sad poem, but filled with beauty!

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