The Letters I Had To Send

The letters I had to send

The words that were meant,

to be spoken,

Are rather concealed.

A white dusty envelope,

Drudged deep inside my drawer,

Is, but the one well acquainted

With my feelings..

And here i am sitting,

Staring at the ceiling,

Wondering, only if,

I had sent any one letter,

My life could have been so much better.

But, the words were left unspoken and the letters unexpressed.