Words That Mumble And Tumble
It’s in the words that make me; it’s in the words that break me.
It’s behind every comma and every verb; it’s behind each single word.
I tell silent stories that have never been told,
I make them seem young and sometimes old
I speak a language for those who can think deep
I write words that were meant to dance not sleep
I speak sensibility into the senseless
I make calm the young and the restless
I make you find reason with words that make no sense
I make you put yourself there, put you in present tense
I make and bend the words; it takes me no time
I find it so easy to explain myself in rhyme
I can’t explain words that are surreal
It is so hard to say what it means
It is even harder to say how I feel
But everyday this voice is in my head
Telling me to do so, “don’t go to bed”
I struggle, because without my words
I become silent, and I can’t speak
Then my words begin to slowly seep
If you ask me to tell you the meaning
I already have, look, it’s beaming
Like a sun that shines too bright
My meaning shines, but in the dark of the night
I can’t explain how it gets done
My poems aren’t suited for everyone
But if you want I’ll show you how
Don’t ask why, just listen now
When asked to put things together in my head
I know I have nothing but dread
For the words they mix and tumble
And in paragraphs, they are just mumbles
My thoughts are not meant to be said
My thoughts are meant to live in my head
How can you write something that’s not real?
How can you write something you do not feel?
But in poems so long and deep
These words shine through my cheeks
When I hand you papers full of words,
I’m trying to tell you they can be heard
You smile cause it’s another round
Of seeing who can find the meaning in the lines
But don’t you know, the meaning is lost in the words?
To find them is your job
I point you to them, tell you how
You must go along, start right now
It’s amazing what you can find
Don’t let them disappear, like time
Just like poems don’t always have to rhyme,
My meanings aren’t always clear
But they are here, they sing softly but clear
Only with understanding, will they open
So tell me if you don’t have the time
Cause that is perfectly fine
You’re not the first
No, it doesn’t hurt; no one can make me feel
Words flow through my skin, sinking in
Words flow through my body like tonic and gin
And if you have a doubt just come to me
Let me help you, figure it out
So don’t be afraid to say no,
Let your true colors show
Words have no meaning for those who have no time
Just don’t tell me that they are not mine
Always remember that they are here
Even though they are something you can’t hear
So if you can take the time
To gently read between the lines
You will feel enlightenment
Poems will be all that you need
Nothing more and nothing less