None of us thinks of the strength of those syllables,
Once they leave your mouth, they are not just voices,
It could be melodious and you see smile, or it kills,
Some words leave out with more power than a bullet,
It would make a living dead and no crime done,
The best way to shut a person up and leave him paralyzed,
The worst a weapon can do is kill the brain and stop the heart,
And the word. . . . It can kill the heart and stop the brain.
Sometimes I think it would have been better if they stabbed me in the chest instead of filling my ear and heart with the poison in their words.
Chaahat
YOU ARE READING
The Darkest Shade Of Black
PoetryAbout that shade of black that's darker, deeper and stronger. About a black so mean that it scared death away. About the blackness in my heart that seeks to all the bright. About a black so overpowering that it degrades all smiles. About T...
