"Writings are just marks on paper. We give the words power. We do."
-Abdullah Qureshi
It is amazing how much power these simple words hold, I could feel it the moment I read them. I was awed how someone could just simply scribble out your thoughts on paper like that. Isn't that what I have been feeling and thinking for all those years? That sometimes simpler of words hold so much power, so much emotion that that our hearts and minds, in fact our whole bodies, feel it. As if the author had poured out all their feeling into those words and now we can feel them without even knowing them.
Then I kept wondering and wondering and then my mind wandered back to six months when I wrote a piece of poetry for someone. I wondered if they had felt the emotions and power and vows in it too? I wondered if they vowed back like I did? I wondered if they knew how I felt like I had said so much, that I had tried to convey something? That maybe I had wanted a surety, a promise. I wondered if they still remember it? I wonder if they know that I wrote it only for them?
And I wondered if anyone has ever written something for someone and after they felt like it was wholly owned by that someone and not them. And if they would show that piece of poetry to someone else it would feel like cheating.
And then I decided to read that piece of poetry again, to feel it all, to sense it all, to get the answers of those gazillion question that would come one after another.
And then I read.
Swift and Slow
Locked chests do lose their keys
Mended boats can't always swim
Fallen trees stay rooted still
Clouds on sky don't always drip
Screaming people aren't insane
Silent cries don't go in vain
Wounded hearts take time to heal
At times lips better stay sealed
Promises made do often break
Privy vows I often make
Love for you will always grow
At times swift and sometimes slow.
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