UNLIVED

Words not said, tales not told,

Vows not made, wishes put on hold;

Dreams that were dashed before they were dreamt,

Care and crave, crushed by contempt.

A faded journal with all its pages unfilled;

Hope and hunger never fulfilled, only willed.

Hidden somewhere deep down, where only soul can feel;

Leaving them to rot and wilt, till even death can’t heal.

Let’s not ponder the hint of hurt to poison the tint of comfort;

Let’s not bury the inner thirst to carry the sheer dirt;

Let’s not play the game of shamming to lay every aim shriveling;

Let us live the unlived life to alive it with new meaning.