Words, seeping out from the
soul,
Winding and wavering in the
resonance,
The alphabets mating in the
solemn,
Creating a World of Words…
Sometimes tangled in mystery,
Sometimes raining in openness,
Sometimes strangled in fear,
Sometimes freed in the fervor,
Sometimes veiled in lies,
Sometimes lighting the truth,
Sometimes lost in insanity,
Sometimes rapt in the reason,
The syllable is stringing the
note…
At times waging a war drenched
in unrest,
At times healing a wound in the
distress,
At times sieving in all the hope,
At times showering the petals of love,
At times tearing it apart in
the uncertainty,
At times replicating faded
memories,
At times creating an illusion in
dreams,
At times confined in the
silence,
At times striking in the rage,
The words are swinging with the
time…
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