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I didn't know how to reply
When you said, You are more to me
Than all this;
I don't know why
My first thought was to lie
But do you know
I just wanted to lay down my head and cry.

The sun slanted through the windowpane
I looked at those hands sensitive and fine
I looked at everything
Pictures on the wall
So that the words wouldn't touch me at all

There are silences as thick as glassdoors
Transparent but solid
But when broken, can cause immense pain
So at four in the afternoon that day
I simply went away

by Rani Turton

Comments (5)

Quite lovely Rani. I really enjoyed this poem. Ann
Sometimes silence is more articulate than any words that could or should be said aloud. Very compelling. Warm regards, Sandra
I can feel your emotions! Simply lovely! Thanks for sharing. Keep inking them! Hugs Coreena
I like the metaphor of the glass door - works very well. F
its so very impressive...and so strongly puts the point abou silence simply loved it wishes anjali