These are but vain attempts to express, by one who wears her heart on her sleeve. Words, much like love, can be ever elusive... ever frustrating... like trying to paint a million stories on a single canvass. If you will read, please do not ask. Just feel. Or at least try to. The meaning is, whatever you have felt to be there, or the lack thereof :)

UNSENT

“Can anyone be so blessed and we so pure that we can offer him tenderness?”
- FRIENDSHIP by Ralph Waldo Emerson-



They are like letters –
Unwritten or unsent,
These thoughts that are
Expressed, yet unvoiced;
Either from lack of courage
From lack of faith
Or from lack of opportunity

But I write them
Though not out of hope that
They would be read
By those to whom they were written for
Rather I write them
That I may, in the least possible way
Remember
That once in my life
Their lives touched mine.


(2001 December 19)
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