Words.

kevin browne

Words, words, words, words, words
Who interrupt and in failing me
A world of mine is tightly fixed
Summer days which passed me by
Through my life, I searched to see
And in paying, I need more time
Stories beside a poet's book
Alphabet injustice is this a crime?
Another page, another feathered ink
Deep within and hiding in my mind
Tables are my paper sheets of new
Paragraphs of life included chapters
Somewhere somehow I'd like to think
Going round and round inside my head
When I wrote a love poem about you.

  • Author: kingkev101 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 3rd, 2017 02:33
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Hypothesis

    Words are our newly found expressive motive. We've transitioned it to how emotions are felt or more something to describe individual attributes.

    Love itself is worth a thousand plus words.

    Good read poet as always.

    • kevin browne

      my sentiments too Hypoyhesis. thanks for your comment.

    • willyweed

      words can start love affairs or wars and stir emotions of every stripe great words here Kevin!

      • kevin browne

        willyweed, that makes sense to me too. thank you..!

      • Tony36

        Well written and expressed Great write

        • kevin browne

          thanks Tony36. hope you're keeping well my friend.

          • Tony36

            Welcome. Hope you are well



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