Words make fresh
When words are flowers
Words define paths
When they are stars
Precious they are
In hopelessness
Words bring life
Words are far
When one wants more
Words are sunset
At some sea shore
When words are stones
Hit so hard
Words do tear
When they are sword
Words create darkness
When they are fear
Words are poison
Beat till death
Drop by drop
Words of people
Flow to my ear
Words are same
The same I hear
How can I know!
Who is sincere!
O Great God! !
A moment of breath is how much life!
How many times... death is coming with a breath inside!
How can I count! !
Words are precious like our breathe. We cannot count either of them.When we loose we realise its worth. Beautiful write. Loved the ink.
words have brought life here too...yes, how can i count...a simple question with all its profundity! ! !
Power of the words is enormous. That is what we see here. Life breath. Life ceases when it stops. We don't count how many times we breathe. Nice poem.
Such a powerful piece of writing in your own characteristic style that is so appealing. I like how you have said so much in this single piece.
Civilization's wisdom is contained in words.Words may be soft or hard, may create hope or fear.We can use words for the best of mankind or misuse them.So it is said - -Watch your words. Thank you for sharing such a wonderful poem.
Words make fresh When words are flowers Words define paths When they are stars Precious they are In hopelessness Words bring life - - - -An amazing and powerful write.
So much wisdom here, Ali. I am reminded that one of the most devastating things a person can face is no words....silence, neglect, perhaps the greatest abuse. In some cases ugly words are the basis for a better reality. So imagine the power of positive words.? A great poem, Ali. (Report)
Words define paths When they are stars Precious they are In hopelessness- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -oh! very well written. Words are our oil paints with which we can comunicate from one soul to another. I like the way you respect them!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful, words are the bricks that the world we making surround us, with love it make us stay in peace and with mad lines it change life to be crazily uneasy... And with words also we can convey what heart wanted to tell not only just keep the feeling inside... How beautiful world is because of great words, and they born from mind that think and heart that has the beauty... Lovely work Ali