Baby's Breath

Poem By Macy (Nina) Dvirnak

Doubt ye not,
The power of words,

For they can build up,
Or they can desrtoy.

Like firey arrows,
From the tongue they fly-

They can give life,
Or cause one to die.


Words,
They be not something,
With which to toy-

Words can wrought sorrow,
Or bless one with joy,

Words can bring one
Sweet memories,
or painfu panging of regret.


So speak ye not,
words of death,
But rather words
which be sweet-

Baby's breath.

Comments about Baby's Breath

Baby's breath is a flower.
acutely said- Words can wrought sorrow, Or bless one with joy great10++++
'Words, They be not something, With which to toy- Words can wrought sorrow, Or bless one with joy' - - So true! I also liked the comparison, sweetness to a baby's breath.
It’s a poem which tells us an eternal truth in a magnificent way. Thanks for sharing your thought with us. Chandan
A wonderful rhyme and structure in the poem. 'Doubt ye not' and 'speak ye not'; the use of ye is telling in its ancientness and universality, which tells us of Baby's Breath and the ancientness or oldness of life. 'Words, They be not something' stresses the two lines through the use of syntax.


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