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Words

21 Mar

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These words, like water,
flow from my tongue,
and spill onto the page
in a deluge of thought,
often in chaotic disarray,
until they are assembled
with inevitable passion,
and sometimes in pain,
to express unimaginable,
miraculous and dreamlike,
or merely the mundane;
and how oft have I written
of that which is unspoken,
and cannot be explained;
tho’ these are merely words,
and I am merely mortal man,
without the power to create,
but merely, and perhaps,
when justice quantifies it,
that I may impart meaning;
and whether these words
are then to be understood,
only time may eschew;
yet, still I write, and still,
in both passion and pain,
the words continue to fall
untasked from my mind,
as ceaseless summer rain
in unending consumption.

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Posted by on March 21, 2016 in My Poetry

 

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2 responses to “Words

  1. Kunal Thakore

    March 21, 2016 at 6:32 am

    Beautiful, Daniel! Ceaseless summer rain…. wow!

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