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May 2016
Weapons of destruction are invisible
at times like emoional ****, abuse
black magic or evil spells
ricosheting from silence
in the forms of words
turning life to hell
till one bleeds
to hear them no more.
OR
words are magic potions
hidden panacea,
to heal cancer and aids
when they strike
to maim or ****,
words of love hold
where doctors fail,
we die yet souls live
when 'I love you'
cradles us
in life and death.
Tulip Chowdhury
Written by
Tulip Chowdhury  USA
(USA)   
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   Sanjukta Nag
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