word job

u can never buy words, even if u think u have....every form of poetry ever written has its own origin as it is only the poet aware about the hidden treasure in a poem!

Coffee on the left, mouse on my right

the sky is clear, the sun is bright

a bit of harmony, some weird signs

calm with my devil, some clauses some chimes

they gave me a word job, to fabric some truth

but they know not, hidden is the truth

they pay me bucks, some good words from my side

 purity of thought, the bridge is wide

what language should i choose, when i write

thought is my heart, words are my sight

Author's Note

working as a content writer, sometimes makes u feel as if this is not the right place,we get more into professionalism but that pure soul of a poet, still there!

Reviews

[Flutterby aish]

"thought is my heart, words are my sight"
Loved it!
Each poem is a secret....n the best part about this secret is....even though people know it, they don't. They decipher the secret in their own way, a poet wrote it with another meaning....best known to him. Even if people understand the origin and they feel it....still...they will never be able to feel it like the poet. They'll just be able to admire it....that secret, that poem!

[junaid altaf]

thanks aish

[Frieda P]

A perfect poet's poem, you pen'd it just write....

[junaid altaf]

thank u for calling me that

[Aehr]

i love the opening lines of the poem, and the message that it brings across. poems are treasures, and like you mentioned, they cannot be bought. good job. Xx.

[junaid altaf]

thanks rhea