by Harry

Submitted by Saya

If words could be roses..
and I had a garden full of them..
I swear you would sleep..
in a bed of petals everyday..
But more often than not..
my words take the form..
of thorns rather than petals..
and I know you are hurt by them..
and I know you love me
in spite of the thorns..

If words could take a form..
I would make them a caress..
a caress to convey my love..
a love unconditional in nature..
a love of the timeless kind..
a love which tastes of freedom..
a love without shackles and binds..
something which passes the boundaries..
of time, of man, of nature..
and becomes the ultimate truth..
one of a kind..

If words had a volume..
I would fill them in the gaps..
to complete our silence..
and free us of the past..
a baggage full of unwanted words..
and turn a new page..
of our life together..
completing each other..
with a new language without words..


12 Comments to “Words”

  1. Reblogged this on Steps Times Two and commented:

    Beautiful poem written by Saya

  2. Beautiful poem. I reblogged it. I will share this with my husband.

  3. Reblogged this on Saya..D..Poet and commented:
    This one is an old poem (4-5 months back) of mine…which probably haven’t been read by many. Recently was published on this site 🙂 Re-blogging it here, coz I’m personally very proud for composing this one…hope you guys enjoy it too 🙂

  4. Lovely words. Reminded me of the song “it only words and words are all i have to take your heart away “

  5. Beautiful words Saya…love it !

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