The unstated question
Are you angry?
Belies how deeply hurt I am
An undercurrent to polite conversation
Strains the talk, to uneasy jerks
You know it wasn’t right to cut me off
Without saying why, and yet you did
Leaving me wondering, what did I do wrong?
‘It wasn’t you it was me’ you say
Stuck is a grave dilemma about the future
I grimace a smile
The unknown future, matters more
Than the reality of me, today
I turn away knowing, you don't understand
Anger has long faded, the hurt stays.
a scar in your heart that remains...a wonderful penned verses...an A10 Best Regards, Ency Bearis
i loved your poem....... i totally agree with each and every word of yours.... thanks for sharing anita..
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I would like to translate this poem
I really liked your poem. It really showed your feelings. Whoever that person was, they didn't deserve you.