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An introspective poem, wherein the poet, Kamrun, talks about words and its complex relationship with each of us. An exclusive for Different Truths.
Words speak, words lose path to reach destination. The sound of words is boundless, The sound of words is like a droplet of water. On the wordless silent page sometimes birds can fly The shrub sometimes grows into a vine. Sometimes a little word can make you happy, and can bring a smile to your face. Just like magic! Sometimes words work as a watchman and defeats to catch the thieves and slaughters the blooming beauty unwillingly. The words spread its curvature like a gold creeper and then realise It's all just innumerable whims. The word could be a full-fledged pleasure or sometimes be a basket of resentment. Through words anyone can meet up the distance. In the same way can enhance the distance. For crooked diplomacy or complicated relations anyone can blame words. Words are the inevitable truth. It can drag the mask from anyone’s face at any time. Words have divine power that is prevailing everywhere all over the world. Silence also has its own language. Also having wonderful lexical forms. Only a few can realise and can get the vibe of its pure soul.
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