use of language


Words

are safe in the mind but that is not
what they are made for.Release
them,you feel relieved but drab as well
after the flight of the wrong ones.A huge
wound of regret hits you.Words flap
to winter in foreign minds and shores,
and cross-breed to breed hybrid siblings

whose invisibility passport them on
strange journey to the ocean of meaning
but where they cluster too much,few
are fruits of wisdom.In own thoughts
we create words free but how
they are used may cost us for words
go further than bullets.




Poetry by yoonoos peerbocus
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Written on 2020-05-04 at 10:38

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True!
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