I didn't say it.
I didn't say it because I did not say it without any purpose.
But now, since it was without any purpose, I feel it is still within the range of some purpose.
I didn't want to lie, I know.
But I think my hesitancy tried to hide a certain thing without intervening, with my no purpose and reason.
My hesitancy may have hidden something out of habit.
I wish all of the above were out of love towards you.
I cry about it as I say it.
Now, since I can't take back my hesitancy show that's already shown,
I wish the hesitancy feels the regret out of love-
A momentary regret out of love- that will pass quickly before reaching the point of minimalism.
©shivpoetesspriya
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You reminded me of Sara Teasdale. Nice, intriguing, interesting