are the unwritten pages
Silent
are the words unsaid
Rivers that flow
like blood through veins
away from the books unread
Silent
are the unwritten pages
Silent
are the words unsaid
Hearts bleeding ink
in the colours of pain
painting us thread by thread
Silent
are the unwritten pages
Silent
are the words unsaid
Souls now shadowed
in sorrow’s dark refrain
and ravens circle overhead
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 