Morning Poem, January 17, 2017



How much is left unsaid

How much misunderstood

Are we apprehensive about things that never happened

Nervous and misgiven about something

That never crossed anyone else’s mind

Then again, how much is hidden

How far will one go to deny the deepest thought

To refuse to acknowledge hurt

For that would show we cared

To refuse to acknowledge the deepest dream

For that would prove we failed


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2 Responses to Morning Poem, January 17, 2017

  1. garylexo says:

    Told the truth in one good piece.. Nice

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