Words....
Sometimes they gush
Sometimes they rush
Sometimes they hush
Sometimes they’re lush
Sometimes they spurt
Sometimes they hurt
Sometimes they’re pert
Sometimes they’re curt
Sometimes they flirt
Sometimes they blurt
Sometimes they skirt
Sometimes they’re dirt
Sometimes they care
Sometimes they dare
Sometimes they tear
Sometimes they’re fair
Sometimes they balm
Sometimes they calm
Sometimes they harm
Sometimes they’re warm
Sometimes they tell
Sometimes they sell
Sometimes they jell
Sometimes they’re hell
Sometimes they lie
Sometimes they sigh
Sometimes they cry
Sometimes they’re high
Sometimes they splash
Sometimes they clash
Sometimes they lash
Sometimes they’re rash
Sometimes they delight
Sometimes they highlight
Sometimes they slight
Sometimes they blight
Words...
Make...
Break...
Oh my words!
Fly like birds...
Do spurt
Don’t hurt...
Do balm
Don’t harm...
My words get wings
And fly like kites,
And like eternal springs,
They flow into my writes
good thought showcased in brilliant rhymes! great write, poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks Mr. Pradip Chattopadhyay for liking this one: -)