You are all around me,
From wake to sleep
Holding each inch of my life
Deciding, how my day be
And letting me play with you
A hardest thing, I’ve ever known

You rule my friends and enemies,
If I not pick the right of you
Soon turning my friend to foe,
And vice versa
Also, looking at age and plumping,
That people call, maturity

You around me, never I am impassive
My helping hand in situations,
My strength, my weakness and
What not I owe you ?
You make NICE and KNIFE out of me
To choose which?
Is the only access you give

But whatever,
I love you like
I never loved any
And I promise,
I will love you,
Like I never love any..

And what are you?
You are my “Words”

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Shreya Das


ammu sachariah

” Words” an interesting poem. Your Love to” Words ” is very beautifully portrayed here. I like it.

Sumanta Fernandes

Nice Poem… 🙂

Viswas Menon

Only words can express…and you have expressed it so well….
the poetic journey lets the reader visualize so many aspects of life to culminate in the main object…words…wonderful work…keep sharing…Laya …true to your name you have made me merge/dissolve in your work….keep it up…

ramakrishnan chatakondu

Not a word from my lips…..after all why should I ……..sometimes when appreciation is made through gestures.

Savi Mani

Dear Laya wonderful use of words to describe your words, liked your poem…….i specially liked “you make NICE and KNIFE out of me”……keep up the good work dear………

asoke kumar mitra

beautiful write. wonderful use of words. I think……..here the imagery used “YOU” as god…….very deeply penned.


Words are the bridges between people, and their vitality depends on how we use them. Beautiful!


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