Words

From the enraged ocean of our emotions,

The struggle that occurs within us, our inner strife.

The words are the surfaced waves, our expression,

Our feelings and sentiments brought to life.

The words are mightier than the mightiest,

Some thousand times powerful than the sorceress' charm.

Those that bring true happiness are the best,

Yet spoken carelessly can cause infinite harm.

They can bring relief to the bruised hearts,

As they carry the never dying stream of solace.

They support the distressed when the beloved parts,

And helping the helpless enhances their grace.

We play with words through our crude efforts,

And try that fragments of our thoughts become alive.

Yes, the dust always meets the dust, but fate,

Though we do pass, our words survive.