Poetic Purpose

When silence works why to toil words and ink spoil Between lines and beyond meaning, hearty communications Employing words to make a sense; selfish senses turmoil Bridegroom has gone and damsels felt short of oil Omitting and deleting, truth hidden, stricken intention When silence works why to toil words and ink spoil Stealing the stillness and wrapping in poetic foil Reader writer’s not blood but word relations of passion Employing words to make a sense; selfish senses turmoil Blessed moments’ eggs hatching beneath time waste is haste to boil Reader, betrayed by old concept fluffy words candy floss reflection When silence works why to toil words and ink spoil Stirred emotions and winning wit tears of crocodile Caught in worldwide web experience relieved by anticipation Employing words to make a sense; selfish senses turmoil Return inwards and pass the bliss for a while Poetry is not an art but different lives’ momentary connection When silence works why to toil words and ink spoil Employing words to make a sense; selfish senses turmoil