UNSPOKEN
I can't say that I miss you so much.
Longer days have passed since I last talked to you. I miss your touch.
Of course—your hug, your kiss, and also your love.
Vein of sorrow, don't kill my happiness, please.
Every time, I can't say I need you.
You're so far away from me, I need a clue.
Open doors, you're welcome to enter my space.
Unbutton your shirt—say my name between lace.
Do you need to hide from the same feelings as well?
Love is empty if you deny me—I've already fallen.
Scream the words you uttered from the first day—
Even if no one hears your plea, please do say.
I can't say that I'm in pain without you.
Just save me from this extreme blue.
I don't need anyone because I need you.
A poet will never say these words without a clue.
Covered by a mask, I can't voice the unspoken words.
Dwelling in the pain of rejection, I don't need the cards.
I need you, only you; please, I ask you—
Please stay with me, no fond adieu.
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death without dreams (Republished)
PoetryIn the dance of light and shadow, I travel through the bittersweet valley of lost dreams, where joy and sorrow share space. "Death Without Dreams" delves into these complexities, revealing resentments, nostalgia, and short-lived moments of hope that...
