A song unheard..
A song of mine,
No more than a line,
Lies entangled in a
Web of untold thoughts –
Half shrivelled under the weight of memories
That have sprouted since you bade me Goodbye.
Perhaps, you never heard it :
For I never sang it, when you were there.
Instead, I let it hang loosely, in the spaces
Between our words,
Waiting for it to stream forth
On a moonlit night
When the candles would cease to burn.
When you faded away
Into an elusive emptiness
The goodbye you whispered
Drowned the music in my soul.
Beautiful
Poignant and beautiful, ma’am💚
Beautiful poignant
lovely poem … just like a song
Thanks so much 💚
Poignant.
Soft and tender
Tender and heart touching one
Wow! Poignant!💚
Heartwarming. Love this JP💚💚💚
Loved it