Words Left Unsaid Poem by Sian Mein

Did I ever tell you?
How much you meant to me?
You are still alive in my scent
And in every breath of me.

When you used to walk beside me
I felt I was intact and completed
But now when you are not with me
I am squandered and depleted.

Dissipated in your memories
Deprived of your love
Consumed by moments
You have always been above

Undermined, crippled and wrecked
But I still remember your face.
Those gloomy eyes when you said good-bye
And I foolishly challenged time to race.

Now I miss you, and everything about you
I regret those words which were left unsaid
I should have told you, when you were here

Though I am announcing it and sure I am late
Proclaiming it now won’t change my fate

And you are very far and distant
Up in the clouds, dwelling in heaven
But can you still hear the words which I left unsaid
That I never ever did confess?

That how much you mean to me
And you are still alive in my scent,
And in every breath of me.



By Sian Mein