Words Without a Translation
The words tug on my lips, as striking as a foreign kiss;
lost in translation and reformation of the great abyss.
Where language is obstinate and undefined,
and words without meanings gather in kind
to take on the challenge of the human mind
and escape the chaotic construct of time.
Battling the ignorance of ungrateful men,
with nothing but wits, they expect to contend.
However as powerful as words can be,
Their disillusions cannot set them free.
Misunderstandings righted were proved for naught,
To regrets and mistakes over which wars were fought.
Now, this chasm where beautiful words must reside,
Is only open to people who can open their mind.