by February 8, 2024 0 comments

What you never said sounded profane from other lips
The Holy Writ was wasted

What you never shared remained untouched throughout the years
A dark Poison was tasted

What you never did remained undone and lost forever
Fate was untempted

What you never wrote lay unimagined, not dreamt
Never attempted

What you never were none else could be none else could see
The world is blind

What you never sang was never sung and never played
One of a kind

What you never left was gentleness and subtle grace
And great politeness

Therefore in thoughts of you and in your memories
There is a lightness

editors note:

About some, that lightness is a long time coming. (We welcome Amita to our crazy congress of Contributing Poets with this submission. Read more of her madness on her new page – check it out.) – mh clay

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