Ode to Words
Words are caught in the throat,
As emotions yearn to burst from the heart
The mouth mutters the words learned by rote
Secluding the feelings in the dark
As the mouth fails the hands activate
To express the suppressed words
And convey one’s deepest thought like a mime
The hands perform while the mind meditates
Crafting a story with the ease as the flight of birds
Written, the words last till the end of time.
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