Better left unsaid

Former Member

Better left unsaid

You offer me an olive branch,
Your weak outstretched hand.
You seem to think it matters little,
You fail to understand.

You declare it changes nothing,
Your ‘forever’ love it still remains.
But your forever love is fruitless,
A picture with no frame.

You pronounce I’m being irrational,
Anyone can make a mistake.
You seem to miss the very point,
You fail to stay awake.

Come morning it’s no different,
A sorry outstretched hand.
You seem to think it matters little,
You fail to understand.

by Girl_afraid

Former Member

Valentine (an alternative)
I give you this strawberry,
It is a sweet unopened flower.
It waits untouched,
Like the life we have not yet lived.

Although,
It at times has bled with regret.
Like a musician,
It composes a possibility.
A song yet to be sung.

I am being truly sincere.

No cheap tricks or gimmicks.

I give you this strawberry,
Its soft tender skin glistens.
Graceful and splendid.
As you are,
In all that you are.

Receive it
Its sentiment is priceless, as is love.
If you look,
Deeper
Its inside art remains like a portrait,
In your heart

by Girl_afraid (An alternative to the Carol Ann Duffy poem 'Valentine')

Former Member

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Former Member

sweet x
C-A x