Writing her words, could not express,
the pain she feels deep in her chest.
Infinite thirst with endless stress,
reaching for an unknown conquest.
She rights her words, to no avail,
knowing that her attempts will fail.
Crawling along, slow as a snail,
walking on a revolving trail.
Words have no value or no use,
they only serve as blurry clues.
They knot up well, twist and confuse,
still they produce a distinct view.
She swallows every word she reads,
they grow inside, like planted seeds.
Learning more words becomes a need,
addiction that she must now feed.
Words understand her soul and mind,
a best friend that never declines.
They showcase what her heart combines,
reveal what she has kept inside.
Without a word, life becomes noise,
cocktails of sounds made with a voice.
Instant relief, she could rejoice,
knowing that words provide a choice.
– Grace Y. Estevez Reddy
Thank you, Grace.
Joanna
Thanks so much, Joanna.π
Absolutely beautiful love itπ
So happy to hear you enjoyed it. Thank you π
Very nice ππ
Thanks so much. π
Words communicate, frame, but restrict if one is not careful. In one’s own soul, perhaps, it is good to listen more carefully to the voice of silence. Sometimes.
Absolutely π
So touching! Words are indeed powerful π
Thanks so much, my friend .π
Welcome most. Always.
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The power of language so beautifully expressed, Grace. Love this one. π
That’s so nice to hear, my friend. Thank you.π
Youβre welcome, my dear friend. Always. π
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She swallows every word she readsβ¦so good! I loved this so much.
Thanks so much, Bridgette. So glad you enjoyed it.π
So beautiful!!
Thanks so much.π
Youβre welcome π
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Very beautiful
Thanks so muchπ
You always write lovely poems. Love this! π
Thatβs so sweet of you to say. Thank you so much.πππ
Words, both tools and weapons. Interesting idea Grace.
Thanks so much, Sadje.π
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Writing truly is a miracle.
Absolutely.π
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phenomenal poem dear Grace. the struggles of being human! ππ
Thank you so much, Cindy.π
Beautiful words π power is words is definitely undeniable.
So glad you liked it, Cindy. Thank you so much.π
Words speak louder than any other echo β€Isn’t it?
They sure do.π
Yup
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Superb. Always.
Thanks so much, dear Selma.π
Words have powers and your imagery ‘…they grow inside, like planted seeds…’ is powerful. Well penned, Graceππ
Thanks so much , dear KK. This truly means a lot to me .π
You’re welcome, my friend π
She swallows every word she reads. This is my favorite stanza! πππ
Happy you liked it. Thanks so much.π
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“cocktails of sounds…” I just love that! <3
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This hit home for me today. Very powerful, thank you for sharing Grace.
Happy to hear that. Thanks so much.π
You are really good with your skills…. Keep growing Grace!! And keep spreading your sunshine βοΈ
Never let the troublesome pain overpower your creativity. It has to bow down some day π
Love
Aahna
So sweet of you. Thanks so much for your kindness and support.π
Another incredibly rich poem! These lines stood out to me,
“Without a word, life becomes noise,
cocktails of sounds made with a voice.
Instant relief, she could rejoice,
knowing that words provide a choice.”
I am so happy to hear you liked it, Aaysid. Thanks so much. π
My pleasure.
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Thank you.π
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This abosutely touched me.
So happy to hear that. Thank you so much.π
I love it.
Thanks so much.π