Unsent, a poem by Amira Waleed at Spillwords.com

Unsent

Unsent

written by: Amira Waleed

 

I probably shouldn’t tell you
How I crave your words in the early morning
For words you say, or do
Have fed, or worsen, my everlasting longing.

I probably shouldn’t thank you
For kindness, small and grand.
Though yours, if only you knew,
Runs rivers in this barren land.

I probably shouldn’t over show
That I’ve been telling the stars it all.
Then suddenly, in our faces, you blow
Or just laugh, and the skies fall.

I probably can say we miss you so..
Yet deep in “we,” lies a hesitant “I”
With rhythm and words that never try
And, just like me, they run too.

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