Sonnet: The Human Tongue Poem by Dr John Celes

The human tongue -a double-edged sword, 'tis,
And meant to cut with words both good and bad;
The former fills a heart with undue bliss;
The latter makes a person pretty mad!

The tongue can start a duel wordy fast,
An argument that hurts in unseen ways;
Bad words undo the good done in the past,
And holiness of sages, learnt in days.

Good words consoles a heart afilled with grief
And brings forth smiles and laughter to a face;
A warring faction makes peace in time brief,
While prayers turns away the sinful haze.

The tongue - a weapon, draws blood sans a cut,
And heals the deepest wounds of heart too, but.

Copyright by Dr John Celes 13-09-2017