Word

Word...

• the text or lyrics of a song as distinguished from the music.
• contentious or angry speech; a quarrel.
• a short talk or conversation
• an expression or utterance
• warrant, assurance, or promise
• news; tidings; information
• a verbal signal, as a password, watchword, or countersign

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Sarang Mahajan(120)

Someone asked, ‘Why only humans know words?’
He was answered….

Sometimes words pat you to perk you up
Sometimes they are a splash that wakes you up

Like a mother, they hold you with warmth
Like a lover, they break your heart

They become a ship and carry you to different lands
They become a flight and take you to your distant home

They burn like a torch to show you the way,
Or deceive you and push you in a pit

They plunge like a dagger, cut sharp
They touch you intimately and turn your ears hot

Words are delicate, they easily become a weapon from a medicine.
So naturally, the wisest race on earth was entrusted with them!

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NM (176)

We sat in the warm sea sand, lounging back, hand in hand. The sun was setting, making her hair glow in an ecstatic crimson. She looked at the sea, then at me. She said nothing, just smiled. I loved her so much, nothing could be better than that moment.

"Ask her Akash, don't let time blink" I said to myself.

Gathering all the courage in the form of air in my lungs, holding back all the fears in the form of breath I looked straight into her big, brown eyes.

"Nisha, Marry me"

She looked at me, a tad shocked. I was put off balance. Trying to regain whatever bit of it I had lost I asked,

"Will you?"

She glanced. And held that glance. My heart was pounding. The sun was about to set. Time was about to blink. And then she giggled, and I knew it was time to let go off the fear. I finally breathe.

"Yes" she said. And continued to giggle.

One word. That one word changed my life. Our lives.

Misanthrope (72)

With the WORDS that
Seem placid and hurting,
I am decorating the story of our,
Possessive love,
For life -
For death -
and everything that comes in between,
with the colors of day-night and a tearful smile..

With the freedom,
Depicted by the movement of hand,
I kept moving the brush,
Till it wrote the WORDS,
Of silence and pain and struggle,
For falling in to love - again and again....

Santonu (123)

"Headless-chicken" is a costly word much more than the chicken itself, millions of rs was spent and wasted discussing the word in the parliament, such a strong word! Chapel said Ganguly is "lazy" and a state went mad, the govt. at the center felt the tremor. Some president said "friendly-firing" and the world trembled in laughter amidst fieriest war. "Peace" is the most abused word, those who talk about peace use it for triggering war. Those who always say we are at war, actually stay at home in peace, funny words! I missed the purple krown once as I wrote three words more and someone said "three words can change so many things" how true! and now I really ran out of words….

Nandini Sen (92)

He was happy. She was Happy. They were both singing "Words, words are all I have to take your breath away". The apple of their eye - little Moppet had uttered her first words.

"&aaa" said Moppet.

She imagined the 1st letter to be M...Moppet has said "Maaa"

He imagined it to be P....Moppet has said :Paaa"

It didn't matter. Moppet's words were immortalized in their lives. Maaa or Paaa - atleast she had spoken...not once, not twice, but repeatedly a dozen times.

Words, words, beautiful words their baby daughter was communicating.

Kaveesh Sinha (262)

I still remember the c-a-t and the m-a-t. The o-n-e and the t-w-o. It was arduous and seemed practically impossible to form words. The alphabets alone, 26 in number seemed a task for 26 lives, almost hinting dyslexia in me, but I managed. I managed to learn them all and even more…lots more. But no language is perfect, no vocabulary is adequate to the wealth of this valued world. I learnt words in many languages, still I feel lost to them, eventually wondering what is it that can encompass the whole rich, harsh and subtle experiences of this world full of words.

I would wonder how alphabets go straight into words and how words went straight into lines. Lines that could separate countries, that could break territories and wipe out things as tough as human bondages. Lines, which could create splits thorny enough to fill up, lines that could eventually devastate the state of all valuable experiences and events of life. These are nothing but words that form two lines apart…far enough for even the same man to straddle from one to the other. The grammar affects these words, breaking up infinitives affects these words, using negatives affects these words. Life, however by any means is not a handsome word! Sin and purity, hatred and love, rebellion and support, destruction and nurturing are all words. If we remember them, we know them. We put the word out of our mind, and they depart. Eventually all comes down to life being a long sentence, the only need…to end it with the right WORD.

Truth Dude (120)

Say it!

Say it now!!

Not yet.

He was dreaming. It was a beautiful dream. One which would gladden him.

Thankfully!

For the direct consequence of this dream, mattered.

It mattered like hell!!

But later that...

First, the dream.

He smiled. He mumbled.

He slept fitfully. Like a little baby who had never known pain or joy or sorrow

and for whom everything was inconsequential.

Ahhh, what I would give to dream that dream.

But look at Him.

He sleeps and turns and smiles.

And then suddenly,

He wakes.

'Oy'

Say it now!

'I can't see anything…'

Say the word…say it!

'Too much darkness'

NOW NOW NOW!!

'Light!', He said

'Let there be light!!'

And so the Universe was born!

GSV (150)

Aman always believed that 'Lack of communication leads to delusion in a relationship'. But was defeated everytime in his efforts to bring that harmony which he aspired. Words were the only mode to converse between Sarika and him. He knew how to give wings to his thoughts, but interpretation was never easy, implication was too vague, meanings were so many.He knew how to express that love, through conjugation of letters,but dismay was such easy, mistrust was too certain,doubts were so many.

He wished he could hug her once and let the eyes speak for him.He wished if they couldn't stay together for long then atleast give a blissful end to their amity. But no one can hear those silent wishes,only words are audible. For him today words were few, thoughts both old and new, time very limited, he again resorted to dial her number to have that one last word.

Richa Gupta (118)

The words just hung there….cruel, hard and cold....like icicles. They stared at each other, two strangers married for 6 years. He couldn't believe she had said the "D" word…neither could she....it had been reverberating in her mind for some time now but to actually have spoken it aloud!! She groped in her mind to grasp at the times when the words had been softer, when the feelings behind the words had been of love and not bitterness and anger. But those times seemed so elusive…they were there somewhere but hovering out of reach. If she could just reach out…touch them….she would wrap them around her…for warmth….for comfort….if only she could find them… maybe this nightmare would be over…

Dok Saab (102)

The Wordsmith

Morning, Magic,

Mist, rain,

Mere words,

Combination of letters,

Feeble, hollow, worthless.

But these bare words,

Dressed with her thoughts,

Become potent, complete,

Evocative, elegant.

A wizard of words is she.

Naked, body,

Infidelity, pain.

Mere words,

Meaningless sounds,

Harsh, noisy, discordant,

But these jarring words,

Coming from her flute,

Become musical, sweet,

Tuneful, harmonious.

A wizard of words is she

Smile, Kiss

Love, wing,

Mere words,

Empty elements of speech,

Senseless words,

Scattered chaotically,

Like the blobs of paint,

On a grimy palette.

With her pen, a brush,

She paints beautiful pictures,

Verses, stories, songs.

A wizard of words is she.

Hummingnerd (120)

An apology
a shout
the acceptance
true and false
first and final
hard and easy
...
Words are important.



you can't see or touch them
you can only hear
you can only read
Yet..
like all the things man invented
they are mortal

so hear...
so read...

important is not the word spoken
it's the look of the eyes
a bend of the head
the hint of a smile
it's the feeling
yes !
a word without feeling...
a river without bed...
a body without soul...
...
a world without love...

Thus...
don't just read this
these are nothing but words.
words used sparingly,
for you to not read
but, to feel....

..........

a word is
a world without love

Mickey the Monkey (113)

Words failed me.
Again and again.

King, I would have been.
But father, when he asked,
Will I takeover his throne?
Why not, yes I wanted to say.
Why no… was all I could stammer.
Words failed me.

Mine, Jane would have been.
But Jane, when she asked,
Do I want to marry her?
No one else but you I wanted to say.
No... No... was all I could stammer.
Words failed me. Again.

Born as man I would have been.
But God, when He asked,
How on earth I want to be born?
A prince charming… I wanted to say.
Ape... ape... was all I could stammer.
Words failed me. Yet Again

Konfessioner Singh (117)

“Sometimes you like a song before its moment and you can never imagine it will mean so much and so soon.

And that one word... it grows into you, pushing against the walls of the pit in your stomach, against your neck when you swallow, stinging your eyes, ordering them to betray you.”

Meera, stop writing about it.

I can’t.

You will go mad Meer…

Does it matter Mahtob?

To me it does.

For how long?

Stop it!

Go away.

Meeru please…

But why do they always do this to me Mahtob? Why must I always…imagine the rest of the story?

“Another word to weave into my blanket of verse. With its pockets of dead possibilities. But…”