The Things Unsaid

Another of my older ones. Sometimes friendship is better than nothing

How shall I break thee Heart, to hand away?

Diffuse by motion; one step, it fairs;

Emotion I can’t share in single waves

But give in ev’ry word, with ev’ry care.

Forgive my partial ways, but I am all of heart,

No unfair buds are meant to bloom from cheer,

To friend nor stranger by and far,

But friend’s affection I disperse all year.

And you did drive us so; at border-line,

An over step, each inch you dared to go.

Despite your tainted thoughts, both hearts pay fines,

For I was never false-a friend I saw-not show;

“Love lost” was never gained, though never lost,

Until you threw it all at Friendship’s cost. 

Reviews

[Blogger]

You sound like an experienced writer, one much older. That is impressive. You seem to have kind of an older type style of penning. Very nice.

[Mazie]

Thank you very much ^^ I'm glad you enjoyed it, and I appreciate your kind words :) I do love older-style writing ^^ I wrote this back in high school so, again, around the Shakespeare studying time ;p

[Tom]

This heart remained untainted and pure despite the surrounding immorality and temptation !

Once more quaintly penned in fine traditional style, adding further to the mystic and gravitas of this pleasingly rewarding poem !

[Mazie]

Thank you very much for your review ^_^