Tears on the Typewriter & "WORD PLAY"
I used my voice, I used my word.
But, my thoughts, my feelings, were not heard.
I looked right at you, face to face.
But I could not put you in my place.
When I speak to you, there is confusion, it is clear.
My presence, my essence, can cause panic, and fear.
So alone I have to be, twenty-four hours a day.
To reach you, I will write, and call it "word play".
Interpret what you want, from the words that I used.
If you get my meaning, you will be amazed, and amused.
I cry when I write all alone, I want to explain.
With a friend, I would rather be,
When I drain my brain, of sorrow, and pain.
You hear the words that I am using,
But not what I say.
The words that I use.
Are just for play.
I talk in circles.
Listening, can take all day.
You must listen close, and stick it out.
There is much to learn along the way.
Remember to read between the lines.
To get the point I make today.
If you also, are wise.
In your head my "words" will stay.
And smile at the words you heard.
They were just for play.
By J.D. Bardo.