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Hey guys, it’s me here again, your you know poet Rachel, and this time, I am not dropping in for the Friday column, now how weird would that be for a Thursday.
Well, I’m particularly excited to tell you that I featured on this day’s edition of PBG5ONE’s Thursday Video Content Thursday poetry. I did a one minute piece to tell us all that silence is better than speaking to tear apart instead of uplifting.
You can stream it below this post, or download it to watch later by the click of a button.
Here’s the original writeup for it, read, watch and let me know what you think, thank you lovelies. See you.
What if words spill out from your mouth like pills of kindness that heals the madness of the mind What if they come forth with the precision of a tiger and the meekness of a lamb to comfort tired souls and hurting hearts? But you cocked your gun and spat out bullets into ears that traveled way down to fragile hearts... Stinging so bad like a penetration of needle for the blood Your words are found in a pot of soup. Little pinch of meanings, a cube of knorr-sense, three cups of misery, too tasteless, tst, tst, no salt. Stitch up your lips, banish your tongue inside your jaw, exterminate your voice and pretend you cannot speak. Walk a thousand miles without a trace if you cannot put a smile on a face. Oh sweethearts, speak if you must at all cost. But if your mind can't find kind words to say, learn the language of silence and be fluent in it.