The Weight of Unmeant Things
written by: Walid Boureghda
Walking down the streets, erring here and there,
Overthinking the words, you said to me.
I know you didn’t mean them, and despair.
Yet things are by now done. Look back and see!
You sailed close to the wind and ne’er looked back;
It was a careless blaze of fiery love and hate.
Now all that’s left is a quiet, smoking wrack
Of our memories, overruled by latent fate.
I can hear broken thoughts like a shattered glass:
Each shard shows a certain truth out of my league.
And yet, drowning in love, no light may pass;
Hate bears weariness, and love bears fatigue.
So let the words underfeed the silence
That weaves aches and pains in our hearts and minds;
Love is a blazing fire bestrewn in patience,
Lurking in the shadows like sheets of winds.
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