Words, words, words,
I'm so sick of words!
From sunup to sundown,
They're right there.
In your face,
In your mind,
In your ears,
All around!
No where to escape.
Punishing,
Assaulting,
Pesky little words.
Studied from preschool and beyond.
Surrounding us,
Engulfing us,
Strangling us.
Anywhere you go,
Anyone who speaks,
Anything you see,
They are there.
All I know is,
I'm done with words!
wow that was so cool. words get me stumped alot. like now...oh this was incredible! ! i found a word. haha good poem girl
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From sunup to sundown, They're right there..in mind, soul in face and nature we hear word's magical expression. This poem is very brilliantly penned.