Every Word

January 15, 2011
Custom User Avatar
More by this author
This is my solitary life.
The way I'll always live.
Quiet and ignored.
Yet with lots of words to give.

I try to tell them how I feel.
Through dance, song and verse.
Yet when I speak to them.
Their answers seem rehearsed.

When they speak I listen.
Each syllable engraved.
But when I speak they turn away.
Not hearing a word I gave.

So when I talk just listen.
To every word I say.
Because for all you know,
They may mean more someday.

Join the Discussion

This article has 1 comment. Post your own now!

Whats.The.Purpose said...
Jan. 31, 2011 at 9:46 pm
This poem has a great meaning for all of us that are being admonished. Just because others don't like what we may have to say.
bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback