Whispers In The Dead Of Night Poem by Jeremy Willson
Whispers In The Dead Of Night
The wind doesn't carry my small still voice
Winter calms the nerves that make my hands cold
As the thoughts of us slowly fade into the background
And another year will pass us by
I find that somethings are better left unsaid
Friday, January 12, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness,new year,night,winter
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4/30/2024 3:03:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
i love this, the depth of the imagery and the heaviness of the concluding silence, indeed somethings are better left unsaid.