Words do not like to be caught. Poised, frozen on the sheer plain whiteness of the page.
Words, there are a lot of them about. You will often hear them muttering together in the shadows, plotting, scheming.
Words will take over your mind, fill it with promises, tell you stories, share your secrets. They know what you're thinking. They will sing all your songs. They will fill your memory with stories.
Words will take you by the hand and lead you up the garden path. They will promise you everything.
Words will tell you lies.
Words will leave you empty and silent whenever you need them most.
Words will say the wrong thing for you.
Words will say what you did not mean at all.
Words will list all your mistakes.
Words will remember all your lies and evasions.
Words will hold you in the darkness and words will help you through the night.
Words will open the universe to you.
Words will tell you everything.
Words will hide away inside all your books, waiting just for you.
Words will keep the world just out of your reach, standing between you and what you can touch.
Words will be there at the beginning, and there right at the end.
Words.
Comments
braintrain | June 7, 2010 - 15:02
Yeah but words will not tell you what this poem means to me............gotcha!
It was pretty darn good I'll now do a poem titled words won't-it will be a little shorter
rpatel | August 21, 2011 - 02:50
Well written and fascinating!