Let's not talk anymore
And watch and touch more
Let's not go through details
And find new kinds of words
My words are misunderstood
And yours too
Words are too void to create 'n to destroy
But they are
They are to be fierce, or to be tender
To blush me in shyness or in rage
Let's be kinder without words
Let's rummage through our old stuffs
And find our old letters
And read again
Let's smell the odor of apple
And sip our tea in silence
And tie our looks in a knot.
Without word, mind language still can be delivered by thought...it reminds me about my poem 'A few words' which i agree sometimes words could be harmful for something cool, could be soft to calm shaky ground...but without words could be we need more sharp emotion and bright mind to translate what in our step that lead our way...i like that ending lines...Unwritten Soul
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I would like to translate this poem
Words can harm but they can be good as well. You captured this in your poem. Good job.