Pains of misunderstanding
we forgive some, we allow some
frequently, unknowingly, or knowingly,
we take come, we give some
we all do it, sometimes less, sometimes more
we hold some, while we let go of some
we even cause some.
from time to time,
these,
pains of misunderstanding,
which did not bother so much
until now,
that the recipient is someone close
to me,
calls for some more hurt, creates some inner deeper pain…
than it can ever be misunderstood…
& you know, too, just how,
denying this,
altogether causes more pain
Quiet on purpose
your not speaking to me, bring all disturbing thoughts
yet, somehow, you’re not
allowing for no motion
it is not fair.
& in the face of it all,
the subtle use of silence to redress
things, we cannot put value on, for each other
but, only lay aside, one-by-one…
all that has happened so far,
all which will happen, hopefully
how so, all these fears, all these doubts, then?
it amazes me,
do you still have any?