Words speak louder than voices heard.
Words ring true to ears of the absurd.
Words are seen clearly, by eyes without sight.
Words shake kingdoms, destroying power and might.
Words break hearts without daggers and knives.
Words build hope with just a pen, sharing light.
Words withstand time, firm like winter trees.
Words without meaning, don't make poetry.

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The End Of Spring by mayombe1529
The End Of Spring
A collection of my poetry works... Hope you are inspired... Feel free to read and comment...
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