Sticks and stones will break my bone
But words alone have fractured souls
Words, a thousand pictures
A thousand cuts and sores
Death by sword
A deafening cry of an infant
Read in an instant
Like a tempest temper
Words that tore out atria
Words that brought light
Words that brought life
Words that divided day from night
Words that gave the hopeless might
Words to arouse
Words to harken
Words that roused hellbound men to war again
Words meant and unmeant
Words that explain
Words we lament
Words that say a lot and nothing at all
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Author:
June Winter (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 29th, 2022 17:44
- Comment from author about the poem: I think sometimes, at our lowest, we focus on the things that cripple us the most and it isn't something we can control at times. But the more we process the negative and feel it we're freeing ourselves from it like a song that's stuck in your head that's suddenly forgotten after weeks of repetition.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
I liked this poem. it explained a lot. and this is true words are a very powerful thing.
Thanks for finding it interesting... It really means a lot to hear positive reviews...
Your very welcome, it was a great poem.
'Words that tore out atria
Words that brought light
Words that brought life
Words that divided day from night
Words that gave the hopeless might
Words to arouse'
Amen!
and Poet's who deliver these words
accessibly succinct
and
illuminatingly, sincere
are
what we need, to unveil
life's
cyclical trappings of inherited
circumstance..
Poet's, like you!
You're too kind, this made my day honestly... I appreciate your feedback brother, it's truely uplifting
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