Words of Words

Words of Words

A Poem by Terrence Chang
"

What words mean to me and what it made me

"
Words have a life
But our visions are obstructed
It's only found in abstract spots
Born from a thought
That grows with a tone
And works in another's thought

Encryption and decryption
The workings of our brains
Pushing the communication skills
To escalating heights of understandings
The puns between the line
Or the metaphor to be underlined

Every word is in a state of emissions
Generating a thoughts of endless emotions
Gathering and departing just by a tone
It's a science of life among the undermining gaps

Each creation gives a meaning
Detonating for a new feeling
Then becomes an epitaph in the memory
Lost in anxiety before these word
A closure of character within a being
Halts the understandings of communication
Thus the birth of misconception
It is far more catastrophic than any other interpretation
It is the obliteration in humongous measure.

But words are an intelligent gifts
That is passed down for generations
Like a heirloom in improvisation
Which get better and better
Within the acts of our conclusions.

© 2015 Terrence Chang


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Author's Note

Terrence Chang
This the first time I have written a high vocabulary poem. Hope you all like it and please be generous to leave a review.

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This is a seriously strong poem Terrence. It has the confidence I would expect of a published writer and it certainly is above par for here. There are too many good lines - great phrases and superb words all vowing for first place but its a dead heat from one line to the next - consistent - thats what it is.
One word sticks out as being 'not like the others' (to quote Sesame Street lol) - humongous - but after saying that I am saying to myself why hasnt one word the legitimacy of another. So you have me thinking of the words as if they have 'rights' now.
Thats the power of this poem, on me at least.
Its a grand piece, Terrence.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Terrence Chang

9 Years Ago

Thank you Anto for your great review. I will take this into a consideration



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This is a very different sort of poem. It makes you think. I like when writers write about their craft. Enjoyed it!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Terrence Chang

9 Years Ago

Thank you soo much Sandra.
Terrence.. That was amazing.. I really loved it.. Keep up the good work.. I look forward to reading more of your work.. Lots of LOVE- Tess

Posted 9 Years Ago


Tessa Danielle Guise

9 Years Ago

Your most certainly welcome Terrence... I will get back to you very shortly.. I have 2 people im tal.. read more
Terrence Chang

9 Years Ago

Same here Tessa
Tessa Danielle Guise

9 Years Ago

lol... Im very glad..friends make us all happy!!! ♥
This is a powerful poem. Wow Chang, I love it. I had to read it a couple of times: Fabulous!!!
Each creation gives a meaning
Detonating for a new feeling
Then becomes an epitaph in the memory
Lost in anxiety before these word
A closure of character within a being
Halts the understandings of communication
Thus the birth of misconception
It is far more catastrophic than any other interpretation
It is the obliteration in humongous measure.
And the ending is phenomenal too. Bravo. Dale

Posted 9 Years Ago


Terrence Chang

9 Years Ago

Thank you soo soo very much Dale. I am happy that you loved it. I was wondering if this poem would g.. read more
Confuser

9 Years Ago

Tried to save as a Favorite last night....will try again. You're quite welcome....Dale
Terrence Chang

9 Years Ago

OK Dale. Please read some of my previous posts. If you don't mind
words have a life,you are so right Terrence people just don`t realize
a great write my friend

Posted 9 Years Ago


Terrence Chang

9 Years Ago

I guess so
 wordman

9 Years Ago

you are americaized
Terrence Chang

9 Years Ago

I guess I am
This is a seriously strong poem Terrence. It has the confidence I would expect of a published writer and it certainly is above par for here. There are too many good lines - great phrases and superb words all vowing for first place but its a dead heat from one line to the next - consistent - thats what it is.
One word sticks out as being 'not like the others' (to quote Sesame Street lol) - humongous - but after saying that I am saying to myself why hasnt one word the legitimacy of another. So you have me thinking of the words as if they have 'rights' now.
Thats the power of this poem, on me at least.
Its a grand piece, Terrence.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Terrence Chang

9 Years Ago

Thank you Anto for your great review. I will take this into a consideration
Lovely poem!!
Well done!!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Terrence Chang

9 Years Ago

Thank you soo much Emily.
It is a very powerful write, about all the big important things. I absolutely love the last stanza. Stunning work!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Terrence Chang

9 Years Ago

Thank you soo much Ana. Thank you for your find reviews
This is a gem! Fantastic write well written and thought out, probably top 10
Since joining the cafe! You hit a grand slam with this one in my opinion,
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Terrence Chang

9 Years Ago

Thank you James for your great support

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Terrence Chang
Terrence Chang

Mumbai, Maharashtra , India



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