Unwritten words lie hidden in pages
Clamoring for meaning, their lonely plight
Germinating tender shoots seeking light
Prisoners freed from darkened cages
Impatient actors longing for stages
Questioning my competence, my words slight
Expression is elusive though I write
Words emerging inspire, heart engaging
Spilling forth as light in blackness of ink
Words well from inner reservoirs, I bleed
My heart, in language of its own, is heard
In fragile voices filtered as I think
Few repressed to bury again as seed
Languishing lone inexpressible word
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