Only Words Can Rescue Poem by nithya raghavan

As i look around me,
i see nothing but injustice,
war, sex, rape, crime, violence,
helplessness, busy people in their,
own sweet, rotating busy world,
people who don't respond,
to my simple friendly calls,
for a warm cup of tea by snow,
people who even find,
speaking or writing few words, a pain,
people who are busy pulling,
carts of gold bars to,
store in their death graves.

i search even more and,
find, long-lost words,
words which were not,
heard, spoken or even read by people,
words which when heard,
soothes us inside,
like an icy mint passing,
down the passages of my windpipe,
words, which like sparks,
fly out from cackling flames,
over timorous charcoal,
words, that hide itself secretly,
behind the bask of heaven's blue smile,
words that speak with us,
sit with us, in caves,
of stones where even,
our best friends trigger the greatest turmoil..................