Poem: i have something to say

PritiGhoshGold

i have something to say.

no matter whether i am believed or disbelieved,

rewarded or punished,

praised or belittled.

i must say what i have to say.

there is no other way.

yet should i say it poetically

only the poets would hear.

should i try selling it to voters

it would become lost in politics.

if i were to sing it

it would dance for a while,

then fade into unpopularity.

if i were to paint a picture of it,

its colors would speak for a while,

then dry into a dead permanence.

if i were to scream it,

yell it everywhere i go,

it would run in fear and anger,

recoiling into the shadows awaiting another day.

were i to put it into law,

it would lie scorned by the rebellious nature.

were i to kill for it,

it would wither itself into a lonely grave.

were i to represent it by any form,

surround it with words and deeds,

still there would seem an incompleteness to it’s nature.

yet if i were to ignore it,

stifle it as a repressed heart never to be expressed,

my Soul would cry ceaselessly unto the dying ages.

 

i have something to say,

and so with an inadequate word, i say

Love.

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