Words!
Not just congregation
of simple letters to write.
But great aggregation of essence
which take me to an ethical site.
Though they are tiny,
when penned on the paper.
They are the replica
for indestructibility in this universe.
Nothing on this earth
can make my thought’s birth
familiar to world.
Except the credit of my alphabetic assembles,
which I debit from my mind.
Right from my life’s accession,
words have been my only possessions.
The most precious,
the most delicious
of all the Almighty’s creations.
My words need no wages
for which
they touch the trenches of my heart
and they are the founts of my feelings,
fraught with innumerable experiences.
When I wail in vain
for my prolonged sadness,
my words hail me to gain
the company of long lasting calmness.
I never let my eyes
fall its tears down.
Indeed every of its drop
is transformed as a weighed word.
I cherish my moments,
I share my happiness
wholeheartedly……
completely……..
only with them
who are eternal!
who are true!
Yes! they are my words
and they are my friends forever…….
They make me mighty,
they make wealthy
of wisdom.
They inspire me,
they also perspire me.
So that
I get a completion
in the meaning of my life’s execution.
I embrace my emotions
with these lettered littles.
Then they turn up
like musical cadences
to appease me.
I realize my words
and become a learned one.
I work with them
and become an artist of life.
All I need is……..
invocation of some more words
from my heart’s treasure
to share my joy
to share my sad
and
to make my world
populous of peers
called “words” ………
