Silent Scribe

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Better To Have Said Nothing.

Better to have said nothing that to have drawn from me those tears,

I knew what was written on your heart, or whats more, what was not, 

I had not wanted you to spell it out in that moment,

When I had pulled together more strength than you’d understand,

To wrench down the barricade that has so long been standing,

To fly open the portcullis and tell you what I felt in order to make you feel good,

I had not expected you to make me feel bad,

I did not need you to reciprocate,

To offer the same in return,

but to thank me for my gesture and say nothing in return.

Filed under love disappointed tear heart bare soul poem creative writing sad

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The house hums in the silence of the surroundings,

Just distant whispers of the cars, of the birds outside,

The silence is painfully loud,

The room so desperately empty, 

Your things don’t belong here and yet they seem missing,

Your smile should be drawn on the walls,

And yet it is drawn somewhere else,

You are not expected,

There is no longing at the scratches at the door,

The phone stares, piercing in its seemingly eternal slumber,

The house harbours the lost soul that awaits your return.

- Silent Scribe 

Filed under poem poetry love waiting miss absence longing empty quiet

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Your heart does roll in the sand

White feet that dust the sand,

Soaked in the bite of nature, 

Clawing at blue veins, luring them into ice,

The pain would be there if the numbing wasn’t comforting,

Soul frozen, body frozen and yet how the heart and head burn.

You watch, stand there, so confused, so uncertain, 

You want to pull me back, you want to want me safe and warm,

And yet your head does turn,


Back to the warm safe shelter where the years you have sat,

The walls may be falling and shards of glass litter the ground,

Ready as ever to bite, tear and rip at your flesh, your heart,

And though once you may have pictured yourself there old and weathered,  

That shelter is no home,

And yet
It is more familiar than the ocean.  

- Silent Scribe

Filed under poem poem in a minute creative writing poetry love wish miss safe

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Wishful kisses

If I could reach inside my mind and pull you out,
You would be here in this moment.

That feeling like something is missing,
That ache for your embrace,
Would be satisfied in an instant with you coiled against my side.

Your lips they would brush against me,
As mine would dance against your skin,
The change in rhythm doesn’t change the song,
The meaning is always the same.

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