Bereft of hope when trying to describe a lost and lonely shore
Barriers could not be broken down, robbed of all rapport
No articulated feelings, when we see a beautiful sunset
No resolve to a problem cordially, without a tete-a-tete

No ability to illuminate the plight of the third world
An explanation can’t be given if a tragedy unfurled
No messages of condolence on the passing of a mate
How could we manifest, those feelings that we hate

No descriptive poetry on a rose as it begins to bloom
Can’t elucidate the feeling, when you walk into the room
or communicate the value of what a friendship brings
The lexicon of love, would be empty of many things

Endearing words create in our heart a feeling of amour
So in this silence with no pen to paper, I could not endure.

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