What are words,

Listened to this and got reminded of some memories.
Back to sharing my #16 poem.

Words are so beautiful,
and yet can be so sinful.
It depends on how the people use them,
and the purposes what they meant.
Is either they bring rainbow,
or there they bring sorrow.
Words that are once spoken,
would those become motion?
Words might be forgotten,
which led to promises being broken.
Yet, saying words are like singing a song,
where you hum along.
But once it is sung,
or even if it is a slip of the tongue,
there is no turning back,
where time cannot backtrack.
Words, how powerful it is,
there an impact leaves.