Baby's Breath Poem by Macy (Nina) Dvirnak
Baby's Breath
Doubt ye not,
The power of words,
For they can build up,
Or they can desrtoy.
Like firey arrows,
From the tongue they fly-
They can give life,
Or cause one to die.
Words,
They be not something,
With which to toy-
Words can wrought sorrow,
Or bless one with joy,
Words can bring one
Sweet memories,
or painfu panging of regret.
So speak ye not,
words of death,
But rather words
which be sweet-
Baby's breath.
Great poem cleverly crafted let us speak words that give life.
This is a beautiful poem and certainly deserves to be the poem of the day today...Yes, doubt ye not, words do have great power...
Nice one... congrats for being picked today... a perfect 10++++++
This is all naked rhetoric, assertions without an argument. Show me, don't tell me. I might agree but I haven't been learned anything new. I haven't experienced the pain or elation. Only the boredom.
acutely said- Words can wrought sorrow, Or bless one with joy great10++++
'Words, They be not something, With which to toy- Words can wrought sorrow, Or bless one with joy' - - So true! I also liked the comparison, sweetness to a baby's breath.
It’s a poem which tells us an eternal truth in a magnificent way. Thanks for sharing your thought with us. Chandan
A wonderful rhyme and structure in the poem. 'Doubt ye not' and 'speak ye not'; the use of ye is telling in its ancientness and universality, which tells us of Baby's Breath and the ancientness or oldness of life. 'Words, They be not something' stresses the two lines through the use of syntax.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 5:10:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Would but everyone see words the way you do.