The Unsaid Words Poem by Maureen Alikor

We carry a burden,
it is weighty,
it is burdensome.
We wish;
we could offload,
We wish;
we could download,
We even wish;
we could upload,
but it is weighty.

Spewing it may hurt deeply,
ears that hear will tingle,
they would itch;
and wish they never heard.

The truth they sought,
would eventually sound a lie.
Rather they would wish you lied.

Those unsaid words,
those bitter sweet pills,
those hunger-quenching words,
those sweet-nothings heard,
those life-giving words;
that could result to life-taking.

The unsaid words,
they should remain;
remain hidden in the deepest chambers;
deepest chambers of the heart.
Where none can see,
none can reach.

The words unsaid,
could mar or make.
The words unsaid,
could heal or kill.
The words unsaid,
keeps you smiling;
an inward smile;
that can't be wordfully explained.

May the words remain unsaid,
while they globe rotates,
as we bid time,
nature and chance to take its course.

Let's wallow in the romance with our thoughts.