Simply Words
Assuming these are simply words that I compose,
For what reason do they communicate in the language of my spirit,
In the event that they make very little difference to me,
For what reason do I feel they're my sentiments being told,
For what reason do I feel that a piece of me is dissipated among the ink,
Are they simply words or its my quiet that I took.
Assuming these are simply words that I express,
For what reason do they convey the capacity to
obliterate, hurt or mend,
How would they tell about my feelings of trepidation, agony, delights and euphoria,
At the point when even the eyes prevail to cover,
On the off chance that they're simply words that I say,
For what reason do destroys fill my eyes
also, the grin doesn't remain!
Assuming these are simply words that I read,
For what reason does it feel that somebody
has glanced through my spirit,
How would I never again feel alone and miserable,
What's more, it spreads the word,
How these words can enchant our brains,
Also, it appears we're managing sorcery,
For words can both hurt and control center !
Words convey the magnificence and strength of catching individuals and not letting them go,
Words can a favor,
revile , damnation or even home !
We've developed blind to the point of glancing through our spirits , the feelings and tell,
I live in a universe of words,
Where eyes prevail with regards to concealing reality,
however, the words can convey it well!
Bad dream
You were a bad dream,
That ventured quietly in
Dull vibe of the evening,
You were a similar bad dream
I was living in,
That I was unable to try and dispose of
In the day break light.
You were adequately alarming to
Give me restless evenings
What's more, freeze my bones blue,
Be that as it may, what's more startling is
They say dreams really do materialize
What's more, bad dreams will be dreams as well!
What's more, bad dreams will be dreams as well!
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