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My words

My words
Walk to your ears.
Slowly.
Letting the air
Give it momentum.
My words come to you
In waves that meet your eyes.
 
Faintly colored
In desperation,
Fear, and arrogance.
My words
Are powerless
to your will.
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Poetry.com 4.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 24 reviews.
Diana Helenna More than 1 year ago
I love when haiku comes to beauty naturally, not forced feeling. You have that.
Diana Helenna More than 1 year ago
oops, I only saw the first there lines by mistake, but there is a whole lot more. Still good... even if not kaiku
George Nosis More than 1 year ago
Powerful. Each word is impacting. It tells me of you speaking, but it not being heard by him. Great poem. If you have the chance check out my poem: http://poetry.com/poems/627965-Finding-Love
Karen Navarro More than 1 year ago
this is very powerful how intense but amazing :)
amanda kohl-klum More than 1 year ago
i like it
Nycolei Baydal More than 1 year ago
it makes me human
Ging Alburo More than 1 year ago
Nicely done keep itup
Nadine Rundell More than 1 year ago
powerful
Ziad Sarraf More than 1 year ago
good
Javier Pino Casas More than 1 year ago
This is too inspirational.
ARUN MAZUMDER More than 1 year ago
good
Sweet Honey Dove 10 months ago
My words 
Walk to your ears. 
Slowly. 
Letting the air 
Give it momentum. 
My words come to you 
In waves that meet your eyes.

~WORDS~
Stella W More than 1 year ago
good job--  Thank you for sharing your work---
Donka Krsteva More than 1 year ago
words alone are powerless, but when inspired, can move mountains
Ludovik Celaj More than 1 year ago
nicely crafted for the paper
Victoria Burney More than 1 year ago
interesting enjoyed reading it
Darlene Dai'Re More than 1 year ago
nice
Stanley Small More than 1 year ago
Lovin the flow
Rebecca Confer More than 1 year ago
Very nice! I love how you described the way words move & reach the receiver. 
Ritesh Singh 12 months ago
good
Jun Jacob 5 days ago
I have empathy for this "Words" by Annie Doe. Its like talking to my grown up kids. They no longer listen. Matter of fact they clasp their ears with their hands! Children!
Lupita Vicente More than 1 year ago
nice poem
Amarie More than 1 year ago
I like
Nick More than 1 year ago
But, without matter!
zach smith More than 1 year ago
I didn't quite understand
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