Words Poem by Mixo Malepfane

Words



Words

The words we speak
The words we write
What are they to me and you
Why do we speak
Why do we write

Is it to inspire and express
Or is to kill and destroy
In my eyes I feel them
In my heart I see them
In my mouth I think them
In my mind I say them

Words are like the earthquake, they shatter dreams
Words are like bricks they can build
Words are like pain on a blank canvas
They create what the artist has in mind
They are like clay in the hands of a potter

But they die without ears
And they get lost without hearts to keep them safe
They change when the mind forgets
They only exist in space without the mouth

Friday, August 28, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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