The Tide of the Battle Changes, in Poetry.

The forms of voice:
words and actions.

words...
bring little tingles of joy,
and spurts of anticipation,
which determine your state for the next
day or so.

actions...
instill everlasting memories,
which ultimately decide your joyous,
or vehement fate.

for you see,
in their climatic battles,
words are always the corpses;
actions are always the victors.

the blades of sensual intercourse,
rip through the flesh of talks
about sex.

...and the bullets of eye contact,
pierce through the heart of
text messages.

words do hold aquedate weapons,
but only in Poetry,
where they are the sole form of expression.





* I truly Despise this poem - how can words be more significant and powerful than actions [in poetry] if writing itself is an action? And, talking about sex is also an action, as is sexual intercourse. I suppose, as far as poetry is concerned, writing does not 'count' as an action, for only the words matter when expressing yourself to another - if you were to show your feeling to someone through some sort of hug or scowling grimace, than that isn't poetry. And for the general consensus, discussing things you will do is far inferior to actually do them; that is my true point across which I am trying to get. I abhor myself for over-analyzing everything; had I not say anything, some if not all of you would not have even though about such a contradiction in my blog. Ignore this paragraph, and any over-analytical views you may possess, and simply appreciate my poem for what it is worth. =]


-em;