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Words said/unsaid

Words are magical,
They make wonders n do miracle,

Though u never thought before,
Will it give happiness galore,
If you say, ‘I love you’,
And receive ‘Same to you’

So if someone says ‘Tek care’,
Let few moments spare,
‘Same to you’ sounds so bare..

Words bring near, Words create distance,
Keep us waiting for hours/instance,
Did u see my 'no' had a reluctance…

It’s as simple as any other thing,
Like the songs which your lips sing,
Aren't they words which touch heart's string?

Words hurt but words heal,
Try their best to give their feel,
Not always in their hands to hide/reveal..

Words laugh, Words cry,
Scared of failure but always try,
I said it all though I was shy…

Words enjoy and words bore,
Unlike applied and core,
I am going out of track,
Hope readers don’t sore..

Words true and Words fake,
Better than love based on: ‘Give and Take’
If you can't keep anything at stake,
How can you expect to feel slake…


Words touch n words pierce,
Leave a grin or eyes full of tears,
M Lonely again, B+ ,Say Cheers…

Comments

  1. It's really wonderful...especially this and the previous one...But "words" evade us...That's why chose to keep them unsaid till now...

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  2. beautifully said
    "Did u see my 'no' had a reluctance…"

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  3. Thankyou all: Savi , AK and Tanna ...

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