*modra*Why words hold power*modra*

*b*The words —*b*
they listen,
they see,
they feel.

*b*The words —*b*
they whisper,
they shout,
they reveal.

*b*The words —*b*
they help,
they protect,
they heal.

*b*The words —*b*
they guide,
they question,
they shield.

*b*Words hold power*b*
just by existing—
they linger, they float, and keep on twisting.
Sometimes cold — they cut and hurt,
but now they heal, protect, and yearn —
to be seen and spoken through truth not pretending.

*b*Words hold power —*b*
like wind, they spiral in my mind,
like fire, they crash and collide,
like rivers, they come then pass by,
like trees, they root, then reach for the sky.

*b*Words hold power —*b*
turned into poems they help me cope.
When panic arrives, I’m not alone.


*b**i*Because — words hold power.*i**b*

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hej :) to je ena pesem ki sem jo napisala učeraj, govori pa o moči besed in kako mi poezija pomaga v težkih trenutkih. Nisem neka profesionalka v pisanju pesmi, pa tudi angleščina mi ne gre ful dobro, ampak mislim da je ta pesem kar u redu ratala.
Kaj se vam zdi?
bi bla vesela kakšne dobronamerne kritike ali mnenja :)

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