Words

A Poem

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A man in desert standing on a Jeep looking at a starry night
When words are distant like stars — Photo by Jonatan Pie on Unsplash

Words are not my friends
They don’t come to my aid in need
They hide
Crawl away
Disappear
Leave me hanging
Like a child lost in a fair
Or a man lost in the desert
All my emotions rest inside because
They abandon me
And me
I regard them, cherish them
Even if they are those of others
But they inflict
Scar away
Embrace Deception
Pretend
Sometimes words are all I have
And sometimes my hands are
Empty

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Akhiz Munawar
E³ — Entertain Enlighten Empower

A freelance writer, I write about fighter jets, psychology, real estate, history, global issues, sports, paleontology, rock & metal, poetry and technology.