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The sound of her words

To dwell in still ears

By Kisama Riyo Published 2 years ago • 1 min read

Words are strange

When they come out like a breeze

Sparkle like clear water

See the light in majesty

Reside in still ears

Pierce the throat of question

Forbid or command like a critic

And may be disgusted with herself

So she is thrown like a fetus

And may take her words for granted

To convince or suppress my ear

So she stealthily approaches doubt

To grasp certainty closely

As a sudden response

She may be humble

Or ring like an echo

As cheerful as a child

She tweets in a confused tone

She talks about her condition

So she exposes with a slip of the tongue

She may blame herself

If a bad omen befalls her

So she bullies like a despicable person

Or she adopts good words

If the blame is prolonged

And may act flirtatiously for a moment

So she spreads her smile to me

And whispers of love to me

To see me kneeling before her

She continues explaining To me

The ecstasy of her thoughts

And she will not stop until she reaches

The ecstasy of victory

And invades me with words

Like a miracle that dazzles my destiny

To make me fall at her desire

And leaks like ether

Thus our whispers continue

Until the heart rings

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About the Creator

Kisama Riyo

I have always been interested in poetry and essay, especially rhyme style, so I decided to post my essay here and see if I have any talent in poetry or not.

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    Written by Kisama Riyo