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POEM

 

            
             Words can never convey what one experiences,.
             The depth of communication not being accomplished.
             by phrases or sentences that usually tend to barr and hurt and torture,.
             Words that we misunderstand,.
             Words that we misinterprit,.
             How peaceful it would be,.
             Were there no words to comprehend,.
             To understand-.
             We'd not fight,.
             We'd not kill,.
             We'd not hurt,.
             We'd not betray,.
             We'd not agonise in pain,.
             Then again actions speak louder than words,.
             Dancing away in front of our very own eyes,.
             Atleast actions don't mislead,.
             They may hurt,.
             They may torture,.
             They may even charr and singe burnt entities,.
             But atleast they're honest,.
             Then again we never know,.
             Atleast not anymore,.
             In this world of two faced people,.
             Should we be scared?.
             Should we be terrified?.
             Or should we isolate ourselves?.
             Isolate ourselves amongst our own thoughts,feelings,and emotions,.
             Build a wall of steel around us,.
             Prohibiting tresspassers,.
             Not allowing even familiar faces in-.
             Why?.
             Because we don't want to hurt anymore,.
             Because we can't break anymore,.
             because we can't take anymore,.
             Because we can't fake anymore,.
             Fake that we are fine when we really are not,.
             Then again,.
             If we don't fight we'd never make up,.
             If we don't hurt we'd never be touched,.
             If we don't endure agony and pain we'd never appreciate the finer things in life,.
             That tender heart pulsating silently,.
             that warmth radiating the power of expression,.
             Of deeply felt emotion,.
             Of craved necessities,.
             Those caring words-.
             Whispered only to make you cry,.
             being overwhelmed with what we generally consider dead,.
             The language of purity,.
             Communicated with angelic innocence,.
             Tears rolling down your battered,gorgeous and intensely questioning eyes,.
             Their deep brown always searching for answers,.
             Wanting and trying to understand,.
             The meaning of all this,.
             Trying to decide whether to forgive or burn in the apathy of tortoruos.
             thoughts all locked inside you,.
             Nibbling at your safely locked and treasured memories,.
             You being under the impression that you don't care anymore-.


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