I Can't Even Tell MyselfYou are my deepest secret
Kept hid upon my highest shelf
I speak of you to no one
I can't even tell myself
When I am alone
I take you down
And peer inside your box
I memorize each item
And time is stopped upon my clock.
I am lost in thought
Of what could be
If you, I did not have to
Hide from me
Time moves once again
I put you back
Upon my highest shelf
I smile inside and know you're there
I just don't tell myself.
-Neva Flores
Kept hid upon my highest shelf
I speak of you to no one
I can't even tell myself
When I am alone
I take you down
And peer inside your box
I memorize each item
And time is stopped upon my clock.
I am lost in thought
Of what could be
If you, I did not have to
Hide from me
Time moves once again
I put you back
Upon my highest shelf
I smile inside and know you're there
I just don't tell myself.
-Neva Flores
3 comments:
Lovely poem Neva, could it be a treasury, of past but not forgotten memories,you try to hide upon your highest hidden shelf,that which may never be removed from within thyself? :)
A beautiful poem Neva, and I causes me to smile. You write so beautifully.
This is so sensitive , brings a tear,,or more--
Thank you'
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