The Magic Of Words!

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Words!
When spoken casually,
Can make you a clown.
When commanded with authority,
Can bring one down.

Words!
When given a proper structure,
Can make a beautiful song,
When shaped with a rude gesture,
Can make an abuse, strong.

Words!
When defined by anonymity,
Can go worthless.
When defined by affinity,
Can serve the purpose.

Words!
When fueled by manipulation,
Can give disastrous solutions.
When labelled with true emotions,
Can cause a strong revolution.

Words!
When chosen blindly,
Can take you to hell,
Can make things tragic.
Words!
When chosen wisely,
Can serve you well,
Can weave magic.

Strangers With A Connection?

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On a windy cloudy night,
“met” some guys at a crossroad.
Each trying to break free
from their chains,
before they explode.

First, there was a young girl.
Blood dripping from her nose,
she had unkempt hair and a heart-breaking face.
An unemployed single mother,
she was hoping to find someone
who could save her fading grace.

Then, appeared a young lad.
He had been smoking & drinking,
even he didn’t know why.
Just been kicked out of his house,
he was hoping to find someone
on whose shoulders he could just cry.

A 40-something man was standing at a corner.
With tears in his eyes,
he was counting his pennies in a hurry.
Even with such hard work,
he couldn’t make enough money.

On the other side, sat a businessman.
A successful entrepreneur,
he had no friend or family.
With no one to love,
what would he do with all his money?

Did these people even notice each other?
Or were they just strangers trying to find a way?
Were they just a few victims of citylife?
Or was it just another gloomy day?

Where Do You Find Yourself?

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Starting from the same line
We begin the run
But few end up at the finish line
And the rest are caught in the fun
Of the things so fine
That they bother none

But the thing is
Where do you see yourself?

Few seem to conquer the world
And some fly like free birds
Few seem to shadow mankind
And some are hard to find
Few seem to influence you
And some are so new

But the point remains
Where do you see yourself?

Do you find yourself in the middle of a sea
With big waves coming your way
And you can’t get a direction
Even in the bright sunny day
Do you imagine yourself on a small boat
All alone you struggle for a ray

If that’s true, continue sailing
Because HE doesn’t want you to say
‘WHY COULDN’T I SEE MYSELF?’