The Blank Verse

Things..

Said, and unsaid.

Wishes
conveyed...and wished in silence.

Yearning ..
little understood. But Felt.
A crescendo .. ending, just before the climax..

A sigh...
un-released..contained...
and unsettling, and sweet.

Words.
Too many, too few.
Unreal. Hollow.
And deep-the ones not uttered.

A tear...
Rolling down the cheek.
In pain; Exhilaration;
Pleasure; Despair.
And the one held back .. beneath the lids..
protected. uncontaminated.
Unwilling to flow. Proud.

A Friend...

That is Self. Critical, honest, loyal. Difficult.
An Alter-ego. The Desired- Non-existent. Somewhere.


A Desire. A Goal.

Within. Without.
Expressed- unfelt.
Felt. Expressed?
Felt .. not entirely understood.

A Thought...

Undefined, and visible.
All around.
Clearly etched-within...

So beautiful, It hurts.
Held back. Protected.
Articulated. To no avail.
Cherished. Withdrawn.

Smile.

Borrowed, Cosmetic,
and Seen- often.
Rejuvenating. Warm,
Hidden- rare.

A verse ...

such as this.

Blank. Sans rhyme.
But, music to the heart.
A verse- Not composed.
But causing one to write.