Destiny of words..

They played like an urchin

And change the course of line.

I wonder, I gape and dance around

To look at the changes they make at mine.

 

Some gawk at me and few mock,

Else talk and play me a native song.

While I look for a new age word

They cringe to live for a little long.

 

They come, they live and often they die

Every age discovers to try

Words that put a life to thoughts

And seize the world with chronic knots.

 

A vintage world in books of dust

With lines having fiat to convey

No matter how fame it has

One day they all become cliché.

 

 

Author's Note

Cliche,hackneyed and derogatory words must be behaving a glorious past at the times they were discovered and widely used. Their stories,roots,origin,phonetic euphoria helps in creating a personal corner where some of them live forever whereas else get replaced with changing time.Sentences become more heavy,purpose turns more firm and voices become more convincing if we have words we put our faith in.The destiny of words take them from an episodic doggerel to marvellous writes,they have the power to change the course of line for sure.....

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

How words do dance philosophies across time and space... and sooner or later they fall frail into the place of past and present.. no longer empowering... You speak profoundly here of both the spoken and the speakers true.