I Tried

Just something

 

 

There

where echoes become silence

I tried

But the perfect words

could never pass my lips

Felt every ounce of me screaming out

Silence was all I could speak

but I tried

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gaining a new perspective

The entanglement of silence

Translations of a language

you don’t understand

My heart’s yours for the taking

but silence was all I could speak

Even though I tried

Author's Note

just something

Reviews

[Angel Bird]

A lovely write! It contains more depth than you probably think.

Silence can be worth gold, but it can also when kept at the wrong moment destroy so much.
Sometimes silence says more than words, but sometimes it means the end of everything, and it is for sure more powerful than all words will ever be.
There are moments when a loved one passed away we realise that there was so much we'd like the one to know, that we had told 'em but haven't because words failed us to come, or because of an ever hectic schedule - whatever it's those moments that weigh very much on our soul - but things happen always the way they are meant to be ...

Short but powerful write. It is very thought provoking. I like it!

[Loribeth215]

Yes, I see what you mean about the tone and style of this piece. I really like it! Very intense, but quiet at the same time.

[Spoken]

wow, words i can see myself writing, I can relate all to well... I always say I love to write, I hate to speak.. it takes a toll on relationships and though i try i am what i am.. silent.

where echoes become silence
I tried
But the perfect words
could never pass my lips
Felt every ounce of me screaming out
Silence was all I could speak

my fav lines. Well done!

[Adam Greenfield]

I must admit, it's been way too long since I've read your writing. I missed it.

This is vintage Robert Luna. There's a simplicity in the brevity of the piece that, if you read a few times, has hidden layers of depth. The word choices and placement only added to the strength of this piece.

Good to see you're still writing, and writing well.

[Malik Amandla]

This is a poem that almost anyone can relate to. I think everyone has experienced wanting to say something, but they didn't know how to say it.

[J-Rod]

Excellent. Very good work, and very pleasant to read. Keep writing.

[Nick Erickson]

"Silence is golden - to err divine."

Your piece is more powerful than you may think, the empty space between phrases adding a sense of silent power to this.

This is an excellent piece showing the importance of knowing when to talk and when to be quiet.

Well done!!

[Astrid Hamilton]

Dear Poet,

I wish I knew what the words were unsaid- silence is powerful, though,
and much can be heard if the heart listens, although ironically words can be interpreted from the mere hope within a soul
that the words somehow could match those words of the other heart, perhaps speaking,
the ability to say what is in the heart.
What is this pride held inside so the lips are sewn together?
Is it too much longing, too much time passed through silence that spoken words seem somehow alien,
or is it fear of showing the true feelings?
This is an interesting poem, which brings much thought;
you and I as writers of words, you the poet, both know, as humans,
the consequences of words left unsaid.
But my heart doth beat...
greatly...
for love,
which is true.

[Annelise]

"Gaining a new perspective

The entanglement of silence

Translations of a language

you don't understand

My heart's yours for the taking

but silence was all I could speak

Even though I tried"


Oh Robert, I've missed your writing so much. This was lovely and sorrowful. It's length works beautifully. The line about the translations of language you don't understand is describing me quite perfectly at the moment. You are such a beautiful writer.

[ST]

*sigh*

[Norma J. Jessee]

This is beautiful Robert. I have found that at times when you don't know quite how to say what you're feeling inside, it's best to say nothing, lest the moment be spoiled, by trying to explain something that goes beyond words.

Your poem says it all. I love it.