The silent lullabies of a heart That's shy and calcified with mire; He proclaims, "I love you!" She retorts, "I don't believe you!" Like nil else can ever alter her mind-- Even when he begs her to listen; Even whilst he lays his soul, bare. The quiet, burgeoning fire of his devotion Inveigles to subjugate her piercing ice; Albeit, it doesn't even create a scuff; Her rusted gate, forever latched. A year of persistent calls and missives Goes unopened and returned; One by one, his gifts arrive at his door; A paltry note says, "Thank you--but no." Alas! Another soul gets jettisoned And insistently ignored; If only she attempts to discern His intentions and his lines; Then, mayhap, a rare connection Can still beauteously unfold. Yet, she isn't prepared to enact that risk-- That deafening whisper, declaring filth. For, to be abandoned isn't on her list; She's been through that by-way before-- A most humiliating glitch. "Forsaken" #Forsaken #diwa #yqbaba