When words are clearly not enough
I stumble and trip through a river of sounds
But no mellifluous diction flows forth
My tongue feels thick and rough
As I try to get my feelings around
Consonants of no worth
I spit out vowels that cannot contain
My thoughts are too deep to traverse
With mere speech that echoes vacantly
I drown in feelings I cannot restrain
My passion is shoved into a hearse
Dead, because words failed me
Bring me back to see the day!
Oh, let me revel in the dawn!
Give me back my tongue, my art!
I tried to tell you what I couldn’t say
It was barely on my lips, and now forever gone…
But you look in my eyes and speak to my heart
“Surely you and I are above speaking
when words are clearly not enough.”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem