Wednesday, 24 October 2018
Awaiting My Words ====
My Words Awaiting
Awaiting my, words will always be
Waiting to be heard, near and far
But hear my words they seem not to be!
Matters not how hard I try
Hearing my words a fantasy!
How far my words will, travel from A to Be!
To be heard or not to be!
My words, that's the question!
Remaining, silent my words will be.
Refraining from being heard!
From the top of my world, I've shouted
Echoing through, my highest mountain's...
Whether I holler from near or far
From my rooftops, hollering!
Up and down, mountain's valleys
In the savannahs...
I've hollered, echoing trough, the air
My words and me
Prolonging the agony!
My words travel's not the distance...
Whether I stay high or low
Makes no difference!
I've whispered in the winds
Thunderstorms...
Cruising far and wide,
Carried, they may be in the wind!
I've shouted in my stormiest, of nights
Hoping my words would travel, the distance
I've yelled my words, across rumbustious
Rivers, whispering to me...
Oceans wild, carrying not me...
I've run across sand dunes
Up and down hills, valleys,
Hollering, won't you please listen to me!
Even the glistening moon, in her full bloom
Shining prettily for me...
My words I should not, scatter
Beyond the horizon far!...
They, cannot travel the distance;
Just waiting, my words will always be!
For you my, world and me!!
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