It’s only words that fill this page
My thoughts passing through this age
Why are you reading me, I’d like to know?
Is it simply because I put them on show
The question arises why do I?
Bare my soul, let you pry
The only reason I can figure out
Is that myself I must doubt
For if I were so sure and content
I would in silence, know what is meant
One fine day after I have untangled my rhythm
I’ll come to this conclusion a final decision
That my poetry is but for me a learning curve
The journey in which I myself observed
To find that all words are but emotions
Spelling in drops into a vast ocean
So for now read my dictations from the heart
I’ll soon be gone, will have to depart
For I will be wiser and so very sure
Its only words, there’s so much more
Susan Kahil poet/singer/songwriter from London UK, now in Spain on a mountain valley farm living a semi sufficient lifestyle using solar/wind power and growing own food. Susan draws inspiration for poetry and songs from nature and the cosmos. She is currently working on her first book Starlight Translated out later this year https://www.facebook.com/StarlightTranslated/
Very good poem Susan. The last line says it all.
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Knight Writer
Thank you kindly Yancy Dalton x
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Knight Writer
Very well-written and expressive, Susan. I enjoyed "It's Only Words." Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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This transitional piece draws the reader in. Equating poetry to "dictations of the heart" is a brilliant analogy.
ReplyDeleteWelcome to Whispers, Susan.
Dear Susan,
ReplyDeleteSo true, that poetry is an outlet for emotions and a way to get to know yourself better. I think a lot of poets recognize this feeling.
Thank you for sharing.
Best wishes,
Inge
yes, i can certainly relate to this one
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