A declaration of benevolence
For a boy deprived of affection
Who is urged to bare his heart.
"I don't care"
Are just words verbalised in a manner
Seemingly self-convincing;
A facade of strength
When it's clear he's in pieces,
In despair, falling apart,
Trying as hard as he can to seem okay.
Mesmerising eyes express it all.
Occasionally one must hold their tongue
For holding your tongue is easily done
When one must deny feelings
Out of fear of challenging rejection.
Because both are apprehensive
In the face of emotion.
And she tries fervently to destroy walls
So resolutely built
With a motive of keeping out those with fabricated feelings,
While he didn't have to try very hard
To vaporise barricades of hers.
But how can it be demonstrated
That her sole intention
Is to show him devotion?

Answers are not answers at times
Answers sometimes are just answers
At times answers can be decitful
Time does reveal answers
Many times some answers are not what we want to receive
And so happens, we needed to receive that answer
At times some answers can provoke action
Some answers are just provoking their own honesty
Some say Love is the answer
Sometimes we need more time to answer some questions
Talking at times can add solution to the answer
Silence at times is its own answer
Action at times is the answer and adds value and trust to the answer
I mean have we not verbalised the saying, "The answer lies in the question " ?

Don't suppose you have any words, lovely?
I'm done for the night.
The life, mostly, lost 'em whiles back
Don't know where but I don't even use them as a blanket no more.
Might sound Romantic, that, but it gets cold right?
Been away a while, verbalised, very verb-y all fun
But
well
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the future is all mapped out in the minds of some
your future in their minds and its looking grim
but you hold a secret yearning that cannot be verbalised
they would scoff even if it were possible
so you are stretching out moving slowly into the space
the space of your fulfilling the space and place to be yourself
that secret yearning is no easy task the sacrifices are yours
and no one else is prepared to make them for you
that's why its your dream you have worked it for years in the making
and yes immediate steps may be confusing but the long term map
and compass heading remain on track and the possibilities are endless

i don’t mind it
being private

though I do dispute wiki having
opinions

i know it to be fact
and rightly so

those sell by dates are guidance
those some things live longer

we agreed to disagree only
never verbalised as such

we are still in lock down
and are locked in

metaphorically

gently

have a nice star symbol on the forecast
six sided
and while I hear rain now
on the cat slide
know there will be no walk early
again

have tear drop symbols too
which is correct so a good
job done here yesterday

it would be no good today

cat howled as i put her out
she slept on the dining room
table again

all the telling that the uncut moquette
is most comfy
goes unheard

preferring dark wood

each day I wash and polish
hoping for a change in attitude

i have stories on the shelf
may write them one by one
some day

as

yesterday I verbalised some

the job sounds fine
out and about

he liked that
the freedom

rejected thoughts go somewhere
especially when not verbalised
'say what'