Only if I’d known
Of the tales of the numb
The places the blind man foresaw
Maybe I could have had a story to tell
Only if I’d known
Of the melody of snow drops
And silence of the rain
Maybe I could have sang the sweetest melody
Only if I’d known
Of the thoughts of souls
And the voice of the minds
Maybe I could have a better understanding
Only if I’d known
Of the tales of the corpse
And the experience of the aftermath
Maybe I could have listening ears
Only if I’d known
Of the voices in your head
And the whispers from your heart
Maybe I could have known you were lying when you told me you love me
P.J
Nice poem. I like the parabola from the unutterable things through natural phenomena that all show up the beloved’s fraud in the end… Great. 🙂
Beautiful ❤️💛💚