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Unspoken words

Understanding some flowers grow in our garden

and we leave them there untouched.

They ask why are we not cherishing love that’s ours?

That we have possessed without asking,

We somehow don’t value things that we can easily get.

Sometimes we don’t speak our feelings,

we are afraid of getting hurt.

What if the human leaves who we care about,

won’t we get more damaged seeing them go.

Confessing sometimes makes us a bit light,

a bit happening and a bit of us and a lot of them.

I said “if I’ll fall in love now”, it would be unspoken

as my words sometimes make me lose human,

sometimes me, sometimes the bond that I built.

I am already damaged, maybe I’ll wither before getting love.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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