Seen but not heardA Poem by KWomen must be seen, not heard, right? 10-23-25
It started so gradually,
She didn't have time to notice. It was only one missed call, Or hanging up the phone a few minutes early, When the calls used to last for hours. And then came the explanation, And more lost time. Hope was all she had for a better tomorrow, So she held on faithfully, As the silence stretched longer. Her words held no worth To the man she held so dear. Animated retellings of the day's events, Swallowed back down to the darkness. Multitudes of adoration, Curbed by a bite of the tongue. And just as she didn't notice the creeping silence on his part, He seems oblivious to the pain in her soul. Her fingers reach for the jeans, Then hesitates. Frayed, and stitched more times than she could remember, They were the familiar option. Comfortable, easy, and safe. But safe was no longer an option. Safe would leave her shattered. So, instead she reaches For the ones she knows he likes. For if she isn't heard, or seen, What does she become? © 2025 KReviews
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