Poems
Some words escape from the eyes
With them comes the lies
In love, pain is predestined
But hate we feel, for those who sinned
Words come in various shapes
Both can be flattering and irritating
Awed with beauty, no word escapes
All we are, are puppets in strings
Can we speak of words not worthy of ears?
Is there such thing as vague but clear?
What fight have we ever won?
When fear sets in and words abandon
I wish I had held you tight in my days of yore
When it could've kept you within this shore
All I could do is reminisce the days past
Knowing not how these aches would last
A million days incomplete
Cease now please, my heartbeat
Nay do I care, lest I fear
Still in my arms, I'm holding you dear...
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