Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Talks precise Talks like shooting arrows Bullets Bombs There is nothing we can precisely say. The World is thought and spoken In circles In spirals In unexpected and unsuspecting Meetings of words The World is spoken of freely Clumsily Naively There is no truth And if there is any It’s this
0
Oct 24, 2022
Oct 24, 2022 at 5:33 AM UTC
Word for World
Talks precise Talks like shooting arrows Bullets Bombs There is nothing we can precisely say. The World is thought and spoken In circles In spirals In unexpected and unsuspecting Meetings of words The World is spoken of freely Clumsily Naively There is no truth And if there is any It’s this
Keeping the World from being torn and unwoven. A thread.
Draginja
Written by
Oct 24, 2022
Oct 24, 2022 at 5:33 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem