too much to say
there simply is not much to say,
when all you ever do is play,
never craving some real reason,
like the depth of every season.
to remain so quick to pass
on chances to express what has,
and what does to this day,
affect you is too much to say.
©LukaKorba
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Every day there's always something that's too much to say ... A wonderful poem
Thank you very much! There is always too much to say, yet also nothing to say at the same time.
My pleasure! Yeah, you're totally right
Timing is everything and rarely the thing that you can outwardly control. I liked your work. :)
Timing is indeed everything. It takes, well time, to learn all of time's ways, and that is the beauty of it.
Sometimes there are not words or it is not time to speak them. You've really captured the spirit of that in your poem.
Thank you so much! It is always hard to find the balance between the right time and the right words, but when you do find it, it's such a blissful experience. :)
Nice cadence.
Thank you :)