What is there to say?

What is there to say?

A Poem by Benjamin Seymour

 

I am nor word nor deed

Nor anything in between

Two young lovers, fallen ‘out of love’

Ignore each other

Bound by mutual rules

That’s you and me, dear.

 

Tamed curiosity

Permits no second glances

Despite this inner wish

To watch you for days

Just our desperate cliché

Trying to prove our love

Confused certainty of everything that isn’t

A flagellation of mind and memory

So many cultured conversations

With nothing to say 

This pen has for too long bled its words

Eking the nonsensical and that without worth

When all I really wanted to say was:

‘I love you’

I’m sorry it took so long…

© 2008 Benjamin Seymour


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I agree with the review below me. Anyone who has ever loved and lost love can relate to this. "This pen has for too long bled its words Eking the nonsensical and that without worth When all I really wanted to say was: I love youI'm sorry it took so long" Painful to read.You say a lot without saying too much.

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"Tamed curiosity
Permits no second glances
Despite this inner wish
To watch you for days
Just our desperate clich�
Trying to prove our love "

I think everyone thats fallen out of love or even just been in love can identify with this. I like the way you don't overuse the emotion, wringing every drop. It flows great. and even though it's very saddening, the ending heartaching even, I think it's become a favorite of mine.

Posted 17 Years Ago


ohh, this is, brimming on tears....i understand...completely? perhaps an overstatement, perhaps an understatement, whichever...

the last stanza is certainly my favorite; because theres a lot of emotion in a small centering of words, which i suppose is what the poet is meant to do...

the first stanza is somewhat saddening, but alas, i cant help but fill in invisible blanks here....like names and faces...

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Benjamin Seymour
Benjamin Seymour

Barcelona, Spain, Spain



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