All the Best Words

All the Best Words

 

When all his best words were taken

Teased apart, twisted and broken

He knew then, there was nowhere to hide

…

When all his best words had been written

Examined, considered, copied and forsaken

He knew there would be no more light

…

When all his best words were spoken

Sung, whispered, screamed and then shouted

He knew then, he must learn how to fight

…

When all his best words were stolen

Torn apart, twisted, bled dry and finally crushed

He knew that the end was in sight

 

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Reviews

[lightsong]

actually You might be surprised to know that I was there more than once, some of them looks more alike, and some are different in their ways than the other ones, either end of creation or end of life, it's like You feel your mission(s) is done. I feel the profound power in your words dear Neville, and I hope You are smiling and not in any kind of hurt because lately I've been reading really sad and desperate pieces from You. Ligh-full Love✨❤️✨

[Neville]

Bless you dear lightsong .. I am fine and truly .. No need to worry .. and you must not believe everything you read ... but you know that, dont ya :)

[John the Baptist]

Critics can sometimes be heartless. More than one poet has been broken by them.

[Neville]

Thank you for stopping to consider these ones John, many thanks indeed

[Poetic Beauty]

When all his best words were torn apart…

This has a sad feel to it. When a poets best words are shredded and over analyzed only to be destroyed. It rips our souls apart and leaves us feeling naked, bare and without purpose. It doesn’t matter who has scattered our precious souls across the night; it hurts deep in our core.

[Neville]

... thanks for helping to pick up the pieces P.B much appreciated ...

[Poetic Beauty]

You are welcome. Our craft; our poems are part of who we are. They are precious to us. Most writers, painters, music makers feel this in their bones.

[Neville]

.. thank you again my friend :)