My mother always told me
that words can be hurtful.
That is the
Cold
Hard
Truth.
Yet if used in the correct way
Words can be beautiful.
***
My teachers speak in voices
filled with monotone.
Voices, Voices; All around.
Some are loud; Some are quiet.
Some are high; Some are low.
Yet they all sound the same.
If they don't say anything worth saying
What's the use?
***
I need a story.
One with a princess,
A prince,
And a tall tower.
One with action,
Romance,
And plot twists on every page.
Words make a story.
Letters make words.
Every story ever is just
A combination of 26 letters.
***
People talk too much.
They say too much for their own good.
When people talk,
Not all of it is true.
If we were all just quiet,
for once,
Could we hear the world sing?
***
Words hurt; Words heal
Words are a curse; Words are a blessing
Words are confusing.
And so is the earth
So if we didn't use as many
Wouldn't the world be a better place?
***
Writing is different.
Writing is calm.
Writing is soothing.
Writing is a place where I belong.
Writing words is so much different than speaking.
When you speak,
You can lie,
What you say is out there,
You can't take anything back.
Once you say it, its done.
When you write,
Words flow out.
Kind words.
When you write,
You dream.
When you write,
You tell a story.
***
Words.
Words.
All around.
Without
Words
I
Wonder
How
The
World
Would
Sound.
YOU ARE READING
Violet Dreams
Poesía"We wander and we let the words lead us." Old Poetry. Not my best. But still here :)
