You took my hand,
You led me to the bridge,
You showed me river, water, funny clouds,
The midnight sky burning with five thousand candles,
Lady Moon’s crooked smile
And far away across the water,
The glowing lights:
Red, blue, yellow, and green…
A city full of possibilities.
“If there is something you must tell me, tell me now,” you said,
rolling your hair around your finger.
I looked at you, you looked at me
You smiled, I smiled,
And then I said
Nothing.
Your eyes betrayed your impatience.
A minute passed, and then another.
No words from me came.
Your eyebrow arched,
Your lips seemed to say,
“Well, do you have nothing to say?”
No words from me came.
You scratched your chin,
You straightened your skirt,
You looked at me hard.
“Nothing? Really nothing?”
No words from me came.
You tapped your foot upon the ground,
You crossed your arms,
You frowned.
“This is your last chance,” you said.
“Tell me what you keep to yourself.”
I looked at you, you looked away,
I opened my mouth
But no words from me came.
You hesitated for a while
And then you sighed.
You bit your lip,
You turned,
You walked away,
Darkness swallowed you.
Wait,
Please wait,
Don’t you understand?
For the happy man,
Silence is sweeter
Than any sound.
When we are more happy
than we can say,
Silence is the music
our heartstrings play.
boy with a hat 
Silence is golden. I am going to stay silent because none of my words are adequate to describe how this poem made me feel. I thoroughly enjoyed it.
Silence is, indeed, golden.
Silence is golden, but a few words to tell other person how you feel is golden as well. This minimizes misunderstanding.
This was a good read. Thank you!
James
You’re right James. What words do you suggest?
Tell her what is in your heart, your mind. She probably will understand your silence, if she knows why.
There are very few who can actually understand your silence. They’re undoubtedly keepers!
Very few? Oh my, that sounds bad!
Well, each person doesn’t get more than a few, do they?
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I shall, I shall, don’t worry.
🙂 Thank you.
Most people need the reassurance of a sound, a touch.
If words can so easily be misunderstood – looks can be even more so.
Relationships are built, yes, on silences and gazes, but mostly on touches and discussions, disagreements and definitions, commitments and apologies, renewals and avowals of faith and love.
I like your poem.
It cries, sings, pleads, disappoints, and dances in the night.
Randy
How are you doing, my young friend?
Quite so, Randy, quite so! Though I value silence, I must admit that oftentimes, silence between people, not just couples, it is a most awkward and most alarming business.
I am relatively well, in that my doctor (and I found a good one) sent me home for the summer, telling me to come back in the autumn. Nothing seems to be obviously wrong at the moment, though there still are some doubts that only time can clarify. I shall probably write more about it in a future post. Thank you for your concern, Randy.
Loved reading
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The first poem in days that made my heart race, then stop, then tremble and then ache so hard….
beautiful painting and equally wonderful poem !!.. worth reading ..
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I loved the detail yet simplicity of it! Thanks for sharing.
beautiful and heartbreaking.
Loved this, and even though Silence is Golden, a certain three words are a Diamond to some women.
Loved this! I just discovered your blog so you might be seeing my comments on some of your posts. I will definitely try to read many of them, as this one literally felt like it was holding my heart in its hands.
Gently, gently, so as not to drop it.
Hopefully!
awesome poetry….. and I enjoyed a lot reading this….