Words have feelings too, don't use them .This is how they
feel ,today ! my words broke down in front of me. That's
when I put them together to understand off-let,why they
were so weird? Sometimes they gave me silent treatment
and sometimes they seemed blanked out .As I understood
their feelings word by word ,this is what Mr.Word said to
me,word by word.
Meera ...you use me way too much ! you twist me and grid
me.You make of "pun" of me ,you also make people cry by
using me.You roll me like dice and waits to see what
falls.Most of the time you make a dart, to reach your targets
.When I choose to stay silent ,you smile to make mischief
look like me. You cover emotion with words,and break me
down.You put me strongly to question and make yourself
look courageous. You express me and sometimes you
stress me .You shrink me and you stretch me ,as if it was
not enough you add funny faces to me .It's with me you
reach ,with me you teach and yet how many times do you
thank me in a day ? You think with me ,you write me ...
I listened and Mr. Word would go on and on .It was no
doubt his strength ,which I kept using .He just decided to
make me realize after breaking down one day ...TODAY !
So ! this what I told him " Listen up Mr. Word " You make
my world ,Iam sorry if you felt that way .Every time I
thanked someone it was your element not mine .Every time
I made "pun" of you ,it was your essence of sequence that
made someone laugh . Every time I made people cry by
using you probably got them out of a prolong silence to a
long lasting brilliance .Lastly when I made you a dart ,it was
because someone somewhere was a reason for an
unreasonable hurt.You were my shield and a reason to
heal.How can I ever use you ? As you continue amuse!
Mr. Word remain silent for a couple of seconds .He thought !
What I taught through him to the world.He smiled for a
while and everything made sense to him .I had made sense
out of his every essence .He rose and with an applause said "
Let's reach the world ,there is yet so much we need to word
"