I'm having an affair with words They take away my breath Words tell me what I need to hear Without missing a step
Words work on my emotions I'm transcended by their displays There's legitimate anticipation Within each and every page
When I look away for too long There is a longing that takes place The wonder of conclusion Vanished, without a trace
Words help me to liberate my own ideas In the subtlest of ways Or when my faith seems in doubt I am enlightened by a phrase
Their sense of humor is unequaled Words teach us and inform They can be as cold as ice Or soothing, kind, and warm.
Words hold many of life's answers To questions that we seek When written, we can convey Much more than when we speak
Words empower, words are strong They help decipher right from wrong Words can guide you, Lead you home Words are your friends When you're alone
Words can help, or they can harm you Depending on their use Words can fool you, or misguide you, Lie, or tell the truth
What I love, are words' transparency Written right there in black and white If misconstrued, words can lead to tragedy Although the stories' plot is trite
We must take part in the mastery Of each and every words avail So that the notions we wish to ration out Are nothing but... The finest of detail.
Precision personified Never at a loss for words Or ****** with a mouth for war That's when devastation's heard
Instead, a calming smoothness Inspiration from inside This, in my opinion, is the greatest use of words And the peak of humanities pride.
This writing was an extension of a poem I started many months ago. I truly made a valiant effort to express everything I felt about what writing, and being able to write, means to me. If I didn't accomplish the feat, I did manage to come close. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.