Words

Words short poem

Photo by Ozzy Delaney

I want to talk to you
I want to know, all about you
I want to listen to your story
I am as curious as you

Sometimes words aren’t enough
to convey all that is inside
Sometimes these words let me down
I can’t tell you my side
But, what if……..
These words just disappeared.
How would I express myself ?
How would I ever be heard ?

Words come to my rescue
when I am angry or hurt
They come to my rescue
when I have emotional outbursts
These words come to my rescue
and help me express my love
They help me to reach out
and tell you my thoughts
These words convey
feelings, hopes, knowledge and incidents
They convey our forefathers’ wisdom
and convey their intent

Sometimes words are used
to propagate unforgivable untruths
Sometimes words are just read or heard
but not really understood
Sometimes our words are
hurtful and spread anger and hate
but these words are still a precious gift
as they help us communicate

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