WOUNDED WORDS

Wounded words. Don’t crywipe youreyes dry,I can’t helpbut shout,impossibly loud,I got a woundin the heartit hurts & blurtsand speaks inwounded words. I got no excuseyou can simplyrefuseask me to departand take along my bleeding heart.You can cut the story shortsmile arty and fast,then go back to your nookand read your lazy books. it is not your painneither your shame,it is my own life’s gain,what I earnedand all the whilelearned,in the endstill ended upbegging forthrown ups,pursuing the nonhappening dream,with no flow in my stream. I had forgotten the pactnow, shall renew my actto fulfill the promiseto bargainfor justice,though, I hated to tradebut if cut with a thin bladebetween left & rightI see no shade. Now take it easymake yourselfbusy,the ball is in mycourtI will put the bolt.Take out my penand color the whole denand hit back at the worldwith my woundedwords. By:-Rahbar.

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Conect11

17 years 3 months ago

and you don't need an excuse!

your pace, style, and rhythm are perfect throughout most of the poem, though the whole thing kind of drags near the end due to the repetition you introduce about midway through. Still, I love the forcefulness with which you present this, the emotion contained here. Your writing is cerebral, and works well with this style. Mark W. Galatians 5:22-23 "22 But the Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness, and self-control. Against these, there is no law!" My favorite verse(s) in the Bible

rahbar

17 years 3 months ago

Thank you..

Hello Brother...your comment is really helpfull...encouraging and thought provoking...special thanks for the verse..I went through the whole chapter..with a new resolve...you are a man of the Holy spirit indeed. Rahbar.

Conect11

17 years 2 months ago

your reply

humbles me and is greatly appreciated. Mark W. "An insult is just someone who hates you making a noise to indicate their hatred, a barking dog. Criticism is someone trying to help you, by telling you something about yourself that you were a little too comfortable not knowing. " ~ David Wong

Mohammad Yamin Iraqi

17 years 2 months ago

Wounded Words

Brother Rahbar! Your poem is enchanting -flowing with emotions -thoughtfully worded -emiting the music of rhythm. I cannot but admire the style. The term 'Wounded Words' is catchy. Wounded words reflect the wounded soul. -Mohammad A Quatrain fom my book Rubaiyat of Josh Malihabadi - A Drop and the Ocean: The memories of the past in my heart seep Every breath is an affliction deep I rested in the arms of thorns at one time Now the bed of roses can't put me to sleep

rahbar

17 years 2 months ago

Thank you Brother

this is an unplanned poem, I was going throuhg some stress and this practically blurted out. Your quoted quatrain is superb to say the least. And by quoting wherever possible you are doing a great service to the readers as a whole...thanks a lot. Rahbar.