Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Words

Words pour out, but they are all a jumble
Putting them together is like playing scrabble
Murderous intents and threatening calls
All put into words are just only that
Words on paper, word of mouth
Words have meanings that only we can define
Wars and peace a theory in words
Actions reduced to adjectives and verbs
Histories written written down to be studied and read
All in words, all devoid of pain
Words without feelings, clinically sterile
Words are nothing without your mind
Your sense and sensibilities add emotions to them
Words are only words they have no reason, they are lame
Words of love, words of hate
Words not weapons have won many a wars
How did words get so savvy
Its the one who says them with manner uncanny
Words just words would be like stones in a can
You rattle them together, only sound comes back
Words are more than words when hearts set to do so
Words are made meaningful when soul sets them free
Words are then birds flying high and wild
Words are messages then of freedom rites

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