THE THREE WORDS Three little words Scrawled on a no longer Blank page... Words so small Yet they take up every inch Of space...
'Where are you?' Is what they ask A hidden sentiment Behind a question mark... 'I await you...' Is what they subtly say With emotion Heavily veiled... 'How much longer...?' It is what the words Long to know... Should they go on Without the other half Of the whole! The words have life You see But of course, they in themselves Are incomplete! Like a drawn bow With no arrow... A lyric But not a song... Lips that blow kisses That never are returned... Arms that hug a self Not ever a someone else.... A heart that beats and feels Inside a soul Who's thoughts no one knows... Such is the life Of the three words Scrawled... On a page Across a face In a thoughtful sigh On the lips of a quiet smile... Three words that hold So much meaning But are used wrong In today’s world If spoken or written at all...! FREDERIKA MENEZES frederikamene...@gmail.com Frederika Menezes #82 Vivenda Navarro Menezes Near All India Radio Altinho, Panjim 403 001 Goa (India) http://groups.yahoo.com/group/frederikamenezes/ http://frederikamenezesmindtalkingonpaper.blogspot.in/