They played like an urchin
And change the course of line.
I wonder, I gape and dance around
To look at the changes they make at mine.
Some gawk at me and few mock,
Else talk and play me a native song.
While I look for a new age word
They cringe to live for a little long.
They come, they live and often they die
Every age discovers to try
Words that put a life to thoughts
And seize the world with chronic knots.
A vintage world in books of dust
With lines having fiat to convey
No matter how fame it has
One day they all become cliché.
Cliche,hackneyed and derogatory words must be behaving a glorious past at the times they were discovered and widely used. Their stories,roots,origin,phonetic euphoria helps in creating a personal corner where some of them live forever whereas else get replaced with changing time.Sentences become more heavy,purpose turns more firm and voices become more convincing if we have words we put our faith in.The destiny of words take them from an episodic doggerel to marvellous writes,they have the power to change the course of line for sure.....
Cliche,hackneyed and derogatory words must be behaving a glorious past at the times they were discovered and widely used. Their stories,roots,origin,phonetic euphoria helps in creating a personal corner where some of them live forever whereas else get replaced with changing time.Sentences become more heavy,purpose turns more firm and voices become more convincing if we have words we put our faith in.The destiny of words take them from an episodic doggerel to marvellous writes,they have the power to change the course of line for sure.....
