Words Spoken, Best Left Unspoken
A glass of wine. A memory as old as a time Some people, known unknown Some whispers long gone Some dreams rotten Some acts best forgotten Some people loved Some ideas crushed Some repented trust Some immortal lust Some deeds immoral Some acts in scripted in the mind forever Some repents due Some serpents to count a few Some energy left Some lifelong synergy taken in a heft Some unspoken words, lost in the dew Some Trust, received out of blue Some respect never received Some dollops of kindness never perceived Some enemies we never had Some friends we better had Life is an endless journey, they say There are still few dragons of desires which I needs to slay But then, let the moments talk among themselves And finally, hope for life to be a collage of few good moments in itself