Things Left Unsaid - Micropoetry Poem by Seema Jayaraman

So much left unsaid
burgeoning, to break free
For today I did some talking
With my sneakered feet
Pounding out the tarmac
I spelt some out
In a crowd of runners
Unheard in the cacophony
thoughts aloud I dribbled
I withheld the ending inside
For another rendezvous
When with sneakered feet
Midst a wave of runners
I can sneak my thoughts
Aloud on cold unyielding tarmac
To be trampled on by strangers.
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Seema Jayaraman,3 Jan 2016