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Weaving words,Twisting Texts


there is no 
musicality in my words
i use them only 
for mere aesthetics

if only i can speak to them
and command that they glide
in my tongue without any dispute,
i will,
by any chance

but these words breathe
in this page 
in eternity,
they do not sleep,
they do not rot

they labor for their own worth
and co exist 
with people's silenced criticisms,
along with the silence 
of the page

i said, 
there is no 
musicality in my words
these are but shards of thoughts
but i live up 
to their beauty
as they breathe
in my tongue,
as i glide
my fingers

along
with the intention,
along
with the execution
of ideas
synthesized
in my own 
disillusioned 
fragments.


COPYRIGHTED MARCH 2008

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Dibyendra Hyoju (दिब्येन्द्र ह्योजु) said...

Damsel, I loved this poem and its flow!

My favourite lines from this poem:

they labor for their own worth
and co exist
with people's silenced criticisms,
along with the silence
of the page

these are but shards of thoughts
but i live up
to their beauty
as they breathe
in my tongue

along
with the intention,
along
with the execution
of ideas
synthesized
in my own
disillusioned
fragments.

Keep up your good work! ~Dib