Words

Posted on by Reena Saxena

words dried up
before hitting the Express button
turn rancid
in anticipation
of being held accountable
for every comma and pause

words interrupted
before the completion of a sentence
shrivel up
in despair knowing
their spirit goes unheard
while letters hang mid-air

words accumulated
unspoken, buried alive
flare up
in rage to become a fire
that consumes the speaker
but who cares anyway?

Sunday Confessionals

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