Wednesday, September 11, 2024

Unsaid

She never said
And he never asked
Even if the thoughts were there
He never uttered a single word.
And she, like she was,
Could never have believed
Even if the words she wished 
Were the words she heard.

For his voice was a magical spell
That made her heart quiver,
She dwelled in weaved worlds
Where his voice shined,
And she was the staunch believer.
His voice brightened every corner
And every nook,
With the fragrance of his smile there,
There was nothing that could have her shook

And yet she never spoke...
Her eyes spake of her feelings
But the silence, her lips never broke.

He wished too,
To speak of his soul,
The mystery of her dimple,
And how it made him whole.
If only words were that simple,
He could write sagas about her,
For she was nothing like he ever knew
But everything he desired 
And his heart drew.

She was the comfort of morning rays
And enigma of the satin night,
The embodiment of the gentlest soul,
And the sparkle in her eyes
Made everything right,
His universe with the perfect sight.

And still, she never said
And he never asked 
Even if the thoughts were there
They never uttered a single word

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As a blogger, one of the things I am often asked is "How/ When did you get started with all this?" For as long as my memory takes me back, I have always found myself pondering about a plethora of things. I have always loved reflecting on the small but wonderful aspects of life. Ipsita Contemplates has been very special and I love to get the opportunity to share my musings, my thoughts, and my perceptions with you. It is also a way to appreciate the essence of Life!