Trace the picture which is inside your mind,

Transform your thoughts into those infinite words,

Trust your instincts that they will find,

A plethora of words, always hide.


Talk to your buddy, talk to your mother,

Give the gift of words to your ‘love’, take a word of wisdom from your brother.

Speak with rage, come out with the wrath,

You will be overwhelmed to find what lies after that.


You will rediscover friendship when you share,

Thus, shedding the inhibitions that you wear.

More close you get, with whom you open up,

To find out that you are not the only one stuck.


A pool of people, a pool of emotions,

Awaiting for your participation.

Perhaps it is the moment,

For the words, signs and pictures to vent.