ON WORDS
Words have a circuitous route
As foetus to the womb, they cling to the heart
But ram into the brain as a train of thought
And through our lips are expelled out
These vehicles of thought relentlessly run
Building bridges between man and man
They unite mankind as a single clan
Exposing our minds for others to scan
Silence, when utterance needed is sin
Use your words discreetly so as to win
Let them not ring as sonorous din
Throw the raucous words down to the bin
Know, our words have the power to heal or mar
So check out words to see if they scar
Use them never as tools to sneer
But as balm for men who wear and tear
Let our words come out lucid and clear
Let they ever be words of cheer
Let them rhyme as music to the ear
Let them never take the tone of a mutineer!
one of the best drops i have gone through recent times.words have the power to make war as well as peace.nice ink.loved it.
Very inspirational poem, Valsa! The didactic wisdom is profound and with each of the five para's in splendid rhyme scheme it is so musical! Fantastic!
Wow! Just amazing.Words playing with words, behind the screen wisdom laughs.
Words are more powerful than a write, though both communicate, but words are supported by body language. A write may be interpreted by a reader according to his approach but words immediately touch the hearts. a great poem by Valsa George.
great poem Valsa, deep insightful and true, 'a wicked tongue a=is sharper than a sword', u really gave such proverbs a meaning through your poems.....
Hi Valsa, you're right on the money with this advice. One of our Eck teachings says this, Before speaking ask yourself is what you're about to say necessary? Is it true? Is it kind? If any of these three elements are missing, don't speak. A tough test, but sage advice!
wow superb.i like the ending.very wise words.the message is so clear.~nb
Another lovely poem, words can be so lovely or so unkind. Have you read my Words poem?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Words have a circuitous route As foetus to the womb, they cling to the heart But ram into the brain as a train of thought And through our lips are expelled out...............................fantastic words in the 1st stanza.. beautiful imagery...love it..