Words do leave

by Amrita Singh   Jan 18, 2018


With the wings, they escape my thoughts.

With a coal, they burn my imagination.

With a dagger, they stab my soul.

With a burden, they crumble my hopes.

With a scream, they exit my veins.

With a terror, they make me weak.

With silence, they make me deaf.

Yes, they did leave me....

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  • 6 years ago

    by Milly Hayward

    A wonderful piece well worth the nomination. Best wishes Milly x

  • 6 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Glad to see this nominated. I think the spacing works really well for this piece, too, as it makes the points you are making clearer and harder hitting.

    All the very best,

    Ben

  • 6 years ago

    by Michael

    Wonderful piece of writing Amrita
    and really put together well. I enjoyed reading your poem and receives my nomination.
    Well done

    Michael :)

    • 6 years ago

      by Amrita Singh

      I am so happy that you enjoy my poem.
      I am honored for your words.
      Thank you so much Michael :)

  • 6 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Add to my favorite. All the best

    • 6 years ago

      by Amrita Singh

      Thank you so much :) So glad to hear that :)

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