Word Never Dies Poem by Abdul Sattar

Word never dies
It repeats for ever
And lives for unknown years
The words that we produce
Play their modes
Changing from person to person
From lips to lips
From tongue to tongue
It change its meanings
From place to place
It changes its culture
Form plain to hills
It change its structure
From ocean to ocean
It divides the people
From country to country
It brings new seasons
The poet paints it
The ruler engrave it
The writer keep it
The speaker spell it
The singer sing it
The child practice it
Word is the meaning
Word is the life
Word is the death
Word is the joy
Word is the sorrow
Word never dies
The springs come
The autumns spread
Years pass
Word never dies
The world feel it