Words, Words, Words…

By Rahul Singh

Words, words, words…

Why do we always forget

that poetry is as much

about words as it is

about meanings, feelings

and whatever crap they

blabber about to sell their work?

Words cry-

wail at the first sign of pain.

Words laugh-

guffaw at the first possibility of joy.

Words chatter, words matter

Words tell the truth

Words lie

Words live

Words die

Words fall in love, words betray

Words travel, words stay

Words are young, words are old

Words are shy, words are bold.

Sometimes words are not enough

Sometimes they’re just too many

With a keen eye if you see

Words too have history.

Then why do we always forget

that poetry is as much

about words as it is

about meanings, feelings?

Poetry without meaning

is bad poetry,

Poetry without words

is no poetry.

Then why do we ignore

the power of words

to summon meanings,

evoke feelings?

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About the Author:

Rahul Singh is from the batch of 2017–19. He was the Senior Cell Coordinator of Literary Cell IIFT. He likes to read of course. He believes that everybody should read poetry as it deepens his/her understanding of things going on around him/her.