Unwritten Dilemma Poem by Jessel Jane Tevar Toring

Unwritten Dilemma

Rating: 4.0


Finding myself impaled upon its horns,
my fingers bleed in vain these words.
A hand rejoices, another mourns
for what pain, what joy this choice affords!
No emotion can bear what it seems to appear
and yet the whole world knows;
My dilemma... it is not written here.
And yet, the whole world knows.

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