Unspoken Words

Silent whispers in the twilight hour,

Emotions veiled, hidden in a sacred bower.

They dwell within, unsaid and unseen,

The unspoken words that lie in between.

Like autumn leaves, they gently fall,

Beneath the surface, a story calls.

Unseen ink, the quill untouched,

A symphony of thoughts, waiting to be brushed.

In the corridors of the heart, they reside,

Unseen by all, yet felt deep inside.

A tapestry woven with threads unseen,

The language of the soul, in silence keen.

They dance in the spaces between our breaths,

In the silence, where the heart oft frets.

Words unspoken, yet potent and strong,

An unbroken melody, an unsung song.

In a lover's gaze, they find their home,

A love so profound, it needs no tome.

Eyes that speak a language untold,

In silence, their love story unfolds.

In the depths of grief, they silently weep,

A sorrow buried deep, secrets to keep.

Tears unshed, they carry the weight,

Unspoken words that long to abate.

In the realms of dreams, they take flight,

Unfettered by language, in the dead of night.

Visions unseen, but felt in the core,

Unspoken words, knocking on the mind's door.

They hide in the corners of a child's smile,

In innocence, where worlds beguile.

Unspoken words, a world of wonder,

In the eyes of youth, an eternal thunder.

In acts of kindness, they silently sway,

A touch, a gesture, they gently convey.

Unspoken words, a language of compassion,

In a world so loud, their silent fashion.

Within the silence of a poet's soul,

A universe of words, a cosmos untold.

Unspoken verses, painting worlds anew,

In the poet's heart, their essence imbued.

But beware the power that lies within,

The unspoken words, both foe and friend.

For when unspoken, they fester and grow,

A chasm widens, emotions in tow.

So let us learn the art of expression,

To share the unspoken, a beautiful confession.

For in the end, it's the words we dare to say,

That bridge the gaps and light the way Unspoken Words, an intricate tapestry,

A language born of silence, unseen and free.

In love and grief, joy and sorrow,

Their presence lingers, today and tomorrow.

They hold within their unspoken might,

The power to heal, to ignite the light.

But let us not forget their latent wrath,

When locked away, they forge a dangerous path.

Expression is key, to set them free,

To release their energy, like the boundless sea.

For in the unspoken lies a hidden realm,

A universe of emotions, eager to overwhelm.

So let us speak, let our voices rise,

Unleash the unspoken, like birds in the skies.

For in our words, we find connection,

A bridge between souls, an affectionate reflection.

Embrace the power of spoken verse,

For in the unspoken, there's much to immerse.

Let not the silence stifle your voice,

Let your unspoken words find their choice.

In the end, it's the language we share,

That unites us all, a common prayer.

Let us listen and let us speak,

For in unspoken words, the soul finds its peak.