Words.That.Hurt
Monday, December 11, 2006
Drip. Drip. Drip.
The words that hurt,
that pierce the flesh.
The blatant lies,
the pain dealer.
We live in a world,
which accord words
with too much respect.
We live in a place,
where words alone
could muffle the truth.
But worse of all,
we live in a dimension,
where people have just
too many ugly dimensions.
Sometimes you may want
to cover yourself from these words.
Yet the words you use,
can hurt the person
who has been protecting you
all these while.
***
That man
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
That man,
a detestable kind.
His bespectacled look,
resides a loveless soul.
He seeks fulfilment,
albeit among breaking hearts.
He loves one,
and loves another.
Red flame captain,
he refuses to embrace.
He turns instead to,
embracing new pastures.
I question his integrity,
I question his stand,
but above all,
I question his definition.
His definition that love,
is a separate commodity,
as of sentiments.
***
