Secret Tryst Poem by JR Cuyam
Secret Tryst
This is where we both exist
this is our tryst
this is where we barely express
our problems, feelings and secrets
though our words are few
they're understood by me and you
and there's only me and you
in our secret rendezvous
Every hi and hello from you
makes me feel complete
A day without a text message from you
is a day that I really hate
But the reality inevitably bites
and hurtfully stings
Your feelings towards me are now fading
and from me, you're disconnecting...
to my HIs and HELLOs,
you're no longer replying
it's been a couple of weeks or months
Since I didn't hear my phone ring...
When Hello fading dont you down, as it not replaced with Bye....If the Hello is fading it's you to make it bolder now...Underneath the quietness there must be a silent voice whispering from heart if we can listened, so good luck to u to free your miserable mind to fly high_Unwritten Soul
Good.Sometimes it may be.A couple of weeks is just few days.U should try to stand this.
Good! Sometimes, it may be.a couple of weeks is just few days.Try to stand this.
You’ve captured the essence of human relations. Which path will it take? One never knows.
ah, I was reading, and enjoying the woonderful words of love, then the change in tone... you're losing her! No! Don't let that happen... send page after page on your words of love, Knock her off her feet with words of love and passion, letting her know, you'll never let her go. Wonderful write Felipe! Wonderful! ; -) -Kelly.
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4/19/2024 7:32:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I can tell you loved this person very much. The hi's and hellos were what you needed to hear every day. the words spoke to you in a way no one but you can understand. The imagry in this poem, its so clear to see. I can picture holding my phone wainting for a hello that never seems to come. Please wright more, and please let me read them. I love your poetry so far. So keep adding to the list. :)