Words

The words I speak

Are no longer the issue.

The smiles I’ve faked?

They now see right through me,

In me, like I am made of glass.

 

Transparency….. That’s the word.

I let it spill out of me

No longer afraid of what they see,

What they hear,

What they take away from this scene.

The anger, the rage, the disappointment,

I see it all so clear now.

 

The silence…It is so deafening

In this loud, quiet room.

Bouncing off the walls,

Entirely too truthful.

 

But the words?

They’re just semantics.

Take from them what you may,

But know that I shall not refrain myself,

From me or from you.

 

The words?

 

They spill on their own

Like the tears they’re attached to.

Reviews

[Tosca66]

Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem.

[Cassie]

This is a great piece of work.

[Dhaye]

Words came mostly from the mind than from the heart. Emotions came solely from the heart. Nothing can hinder if the emotion is true. :)

[Leslie Philibert]

Fine write about the connection between emotion and expression !

[smilempsn]

..wOOw.. amazing piece to be shared :)
I liked it.. definitely going in my Library :)

[Cibs]

Thank you so much. I'm really glad you liked it enough to put it in your library! :)

[smilempsn]

yaa thatz a nice piece :)