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Will you miss them?

Those whispered words

that I sent your way.


On the breeze,

through the trees,

they always found their way.


Hush, and try to hear me now,

my voice has faded, gone.

Was it ever there, all along?


The love I felt,

so always true,

but not reciprocated...

by you.


You did not hear my cry of pain,

too wrapped in your own world again,

to hear my silent whispers.


Submitted: July 05, 2019

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Mike S.

Sad but excellent, Hull!

Fri, July 5th, 2019 6:23pm


Thanks, Mike. Not personal, just words that popped in to my head.

Fri, July 5th, 2019 11:27am

Jeff Bezaire

The sorrow of love beautifully illustrated. Good writing, Hully!

Fri, July 5th, 2019 6:48pm


Thanks, Jeff.

Fri, July 5th, 2019 12:26pm

Bobi Leutschaft Poitras

So sad! Nice poem, Hully.

Fri, July 5th, 2019 7:26pm


Thanks, Bobi. Not a personal one, just words that popped in to my head.

Fri, July 5th, 2019 12:27pm


Someone did not have their call for attention reciprocated but still tender to the heart.

Fri, July 5th, 2019 10:28pm


Could be, dreamscriber. This was not a personal write.

Sat, July 6th, 2019 1:03pm

Derina Peng

Nicely written. Sometimes I feel you are a medium writing for someone who has no ways of communicate. Everyone is different. But you speak well for them.

Sat, July 6th, 2019 3:56am


I find writing easier than talking, that's for sure. Thanks for reading, Derina.

Sat, July 6th, 2019 1:05pm

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