WORDS!

I gather some words

In a pure way to read

And they form

A beautiful Combination

That one could

Feel their breathe

All these words 

Felt like a soft petal

Which are tangled together

Probably hugging each other

And Making a flower

With soo many spots

Along with some dots 

Of Sofness

And pureness

Made it perfect now

Nothing is amiss

And see that flowers

Which too flourish

Ah...it's nice

Look at it

May be a surprise

By the God

Or by the small seeds

Who gives a chance to it

To breathe

And the petals

Which are growing along

Spreading their fragrance

And building a crown

These petals are too delicate

And made it easy to relate

To you to me

To everything I see

Their natural colour

That my fingers feel

And it's caress

Is able to heal

All the scars

Those exist little far

But words too hurt

Is there anyway

To avoid from being hurt?

I think no 

Otherwise I must not write

But I write

Cause Words help me to fight

With me with tear

With anxiety

And fear

With everyone I hear

The bad Words

The bad guy

Would I face em?

Let me try

See the sky

Blanket of stars

Makes too small

Spots of scars

Would they just burst

I love you

Or is it you

Who really do?

Words have sugar

Words have venom

If it's venom

Go and drink

And if you want sugar

Then wait for spring

So that juice inside the buds

Will mix with the petals

But spring won't be there

For the whole year

It's better' to learn

To bear

Look words couldn't bound me

In their threads

But my lungs could

As it gives me breath

But words could make my heart sink

Also make my eyes

To stop to blink

So let me die then

And meet the end

As words really hurt

And there is no way

To avoid from being hurt.....

            

                                           Pragati