Poems about the Power of Words
#PowerOfWords
Poems about the power of words, and the ability for words to influence human behavior. Whether it's the power of words to hurt and abuse, or to empower and motivate, words have been demonstrated in science to affect the emotions and actions of others. Here you'll find poems exploring the power of written and spoken words on the writer, other people, and wider society.
Sky_dancer
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:09am
Yesterday 00:09am
Expletives Deleted
Some are mild and gentle ones,
Like frig, and blast and heck.
The ones your grandma never says
Not, "wind your fucking neck".
And words do differ in metered foot,
Depending where you're at,
Americans say twat as in what
The Brits have twat as in hat.
The sliding scale of expletives,
It's goes from cunt to gosh,
And swearing is quite wonderful,
Regardless of pov or posh.
Apparently it proves one's worth,
Or mastery of diction,
But I know Cambridge scholars who,
Would say that's fucking fiction.
Like frig, and blast and heck.
The ones your grandma never says
Not, "wind your fucking neck".
And words do differ in metered foot,
Depending where you're at,
Americans say twat as in what
The Brits have twat as in hat.
The sliding scale of expletives,
It's goes from cunt to gosh,
And swearing is quite wonderful,
Regardless of pov or posh.
Apparently it proves one's worth,
Or mastery of diction,
But I know Cambridge scholars who,
Would say that's fucking fiction.
#funny
#PowerOfWords
51 reads
31 Comments
Sky_dancer
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:56pm
Yesterday 11:56pm
God of Words!
#love
#erotic
#religion
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords
104 reads
22 Comments
AaHarvey
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:05pm
Yesterday 9:05pm
Chance
What's the chance of anything changing?
Rearrange it; rediscover how to say it
And maybe we could avoid failing and aging.
Become immortal, or never thought of.
Chuckle, chortle, show the world your prose.
Your vernacular, may sound peculiar,
To those who speak another language;
But these words are yours, the accent your own,
Do not allow your soul to become languid,
By those who only criticize.
Take a chance and maybe you could say something right.
Maybe you could find a love to believe in
And maybe you could learn how to fly. ...
Rearrange it; rediscover how to say it
And maybe we could avoid failing and aging.
Become immortal, or never thought of.
Chuckle, chortle, show the world your prose.
Your vernacular, may sound peculiar,
To those who speak another language;
But these words are yours, the accent your own,
Do not allow your soul to become languid,
By those who only criticize.
Take a chance and maybe you could say something right.
Maybe you could find a love to believe in
And maybe you could learn how to fly. ...
#love
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeGoals
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
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AaHarvey
Poem Published
19th Jun 2019 2:23pm
19th Jun 2019 2:23pm
Unwavering hope in the face of a dead hole
All your thoughts are bullet points,
Shooting through our broken hearts;
And all our hearts are bullet proof,
When we are joined in a state of love, you can stay where you are.
You are stationless; we are unmoving and motionless,
In our ardent belief that you are becoming less and less.
Why can you not understand the evil that you are?
We are the innocent passer’s by, running in fear of your gun.
If all we are is soon to be gone and you our last red star,
Then I hope you have a peace of mind, a better life
And a way to cope...
Shooting through our broken hearts;
And all our hearts are bullet proof,
When we are joined in a state of love, you can stay where you are.
You are stationless; we are unmoving and motionless,
In our ardent belief that you are becoming less and less.
Why can you not understand the evil that you are?
We are the innocent passer’s by, running in fear of your gun.
If all we are is soon to be gone and you our last red star,
Then I hope you have a peace of mind, a better life
And a way to cope...
#love
#hate
#soldiers
#death
#PowerOfWords
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Heaven_sent_Kathy
Poem Published
17th Jun 2019 11:09am
17th Jun 2019 11:09am
Of wind & rain, birds & you
( a note of ambient sounds )
I hear a random trill
outside my door
and stop
to lean my head back;
strained eyes closed,
both hands slip off my
lap like a
rush of wind,
where a leather journal
lies open; lined paper,
with inkings
that faintly echo
their vignettes:
cicada shiver
in the rooted trees
from their humid shrill
above the swamp.
It’s times like this
when summer’s young,
nothing like it
will become,
when days are
stretched
‘till after ten at...
I hear a random trill
outside my door
and stop
to lean my head back;
strained eyes closed,
both hands slip off my
lap like a
rush of wind,
where a leather journal
lies open; lined paper,
with inkings
that faintly echo
their vignettes:
cicada shiver
in the rooted trees
from their humid shrill
above the swamp.
It’s times like this
when summer’s young,
nothing like it
will become,
when days are
stretched
‘till after ten at...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#admiration
#respect
71 reads
14 Comments
ArcanceOdist
Poem Published
14th Jun 2019 00:26am
14th Jun 2019 00:26am
Bemusing Enigmatic Inquiries For The Deific On High
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For none of us knows what it was like to bear such a burden cross as He did-
Neither can any of us know what it is like to have been adorned a thorny crown, as He had forced upon His head-
Nor can we imitate the holes where the nails nailed into His hands-
Yet there are more than a few-
Who knows what it feels like to carry around a great albatross of suffering anguish -
Who are hexed with being tormented by a constant bothersome impediment-
And there are far too many who have holes in their souls, hearts, and their humanity-
Which...
For none of us knows what it was like to bear such a burden cross as He did-
Neither can any of us know what it is like to have been adorned a thorny crown, as He had forced upon His head-
Nor can we imitate the holes where the nails nailed into His hands-
Yet there are more than a few-
Who knows what it feels like to carry around a great albatross of suffering anguish -
Who are hexed with being tormented by a constant bothersome impediment-
And there are far too many who have holes in their souls, hearts, and their humanity-
Which...
#forgiveness
#MyInspiration
#PowerOfWords #philosophical
#PowerOfWords #philosophical
14 reads
0 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
12th Jun 2019 11:06pm
12th Jun 2019 11:06pm
eso
¿Que es eso?"
Nos preguntamos, riendo
con cada beso
Nos preguntamos, riendo
con cada beso
#PowerOfWords
#senryu
#sensual
39 reads
6 Comments
JohnnyBlaze
Poem Published
8th Jun 2019 9:07pm
8th Jun 2019 9:07pm
Apellation
No Tyrant of Words
Instead, Liberator
Freed Speech
if there ever was
Not nearly enough
can be said about her
skillfull English language
command
words line up in formation
proudly stanzing attentive
ready for charging readers'
ranks, circling their flanks -
taking them by surprise
captivating audiences
Tanks to those loyal subjects
I resigned, accepting utter
defenselessness against
such expressed efficiency;
made prisoner years ago
having since...
Instead, Liberator
Freed Speech
if there ever was
Not nearly enough
can be said about her
skillfull English language
command
words line up in formation
proudly stanzing attentive
ready for charging readers'
ranks, circling their flanks -
taking them by surprise
captivating audiences
Tanks to those loyal subjects
I resigned, accepting utter
defenselessness against
such expressed efficiency;
made prisoner years ago
having since...
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
85 reads
7 Comments
purpleautomonkey
Janessa
Janessa
Poem Published
5th Jun 2019 2:57pm
5th Jun 2019 2:57pm
I Don't
I don’t want you back
I don’t want your trust
I don’t want you to be near me
I don’t want to go to the past
I don’t trust myself
I don’t want you around me
I don’t want this to spread
I don’t want to feel
I don’t want this
I don’t like this
I don’t like feelings that are wrapped around me
I don’t like to feel Anger.
Broken.
Forgotten.
Lost.
I don’t want to list the other feelings
I don’t like to fake happiness
I just don’t want to...
I don’t want your trust
I don’t want you to be near me
I don’t want to go to the past
I don’t trust myself
I don’t want you around me
I don’t want this to spread
I don’t want to feel
I don’t want this
I don’t like this
I don’t like feelings that are wrapped around me
I don’t like to feel Anger.
Broken.
Forgotten.
Lost.
I don’t want to list the other feelings
I don’t like to fake happiness
I just don’t want to...
#anxiety
#shame
#misunderstood
#PowerOfWords
#hurt
44 reads
4 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
5th Jun 2019 6:54am
5th Jun 2019 6:54am
S-word-S
The words of the reckless pierce like swords,
but the tongue of the wise brings healing. Prov. 12:18 (NIV)
words when kindly spoken
are blest instruments of healing;
dark rhymes but carry arrowheads
that leave their victims reeling.
curses left unspoken
never shall require retraction,
for oaths slain by the light of day
compel no counteraction.
praise in full profusion
shall its kindred souls inspire;
not sparingly, give oft of this,
and grudges shall expire.
wisdom is...
but the tongue of the wise brings healing. Prov. 12:18 (NIV)
words when kindly spoken
are blest instruments of healing;
dark rhymes but carry arrowheads
that leave their victims reeling.
curses left unspoken
never shall require retraction,
for oaths slain by the light of day
compel no counteraction.
praise in full profusion
shall its kindred souls inspire;
not sparingly, give oft of this,
and grudges shall expire.
wisdom is...
#peace
#PowerOfWords
#healing
38 reads
2 Comments
marina2020
Rain Woman
Rain Woman
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2019 6:03pm
2nd Jun 2019 6:03pm
Untitled 6/2/19
There comes a time
When not even rhyme
Can save us from this fate
The world is bashing
Everyone is clashing
And no one seems to mind
Words can be strong
When they're strung along
In a way that makes you think
But not even then
Will the paper and pen
Be enough to stop the hate
When not even rhyme
Can save us from this fate
The world is bashing
Everyone is clashing
And no one seems to mind
Words can be strong
When they're strung along
In a way that makes you think
But not even then
Will the paper and pen
Be enough to stop the hate
#rhyming
#PowerOfWords
61 reads
6 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2019 2:34am
2nd Jun 2019 2:34am
Words
Sometimes there are too many words
Sometimes not enough
Language often
inaccurate
imperfect
vague
imprecise
Sometimes
leading to the opposite of intent
anger rather than understanding
hatred in lieu of tolerance
prejudice instead of love
Words to rejoice
Words to regret
Words to shout
Words to whisper
Words of worship
Words of derision
Words not expressed
Words unintended
Words of apology
unheard
Words of explanation
misunderstood
...
Sometimes not enough
Language often
inaccurate
imperfect
vague
imprecise
Sometimes
leading to the opposite of intent
anger rather than understanding
hatred in lieu of tolerance
prejudice instead of love
Words to rejoice
Words to regret
Words to shout
Words to whisper
Words of worship
Words of derision
Words not expressed
Words unintended
Words of apology
unheard
Words of explanation
misunderstood
...
#loneliness
#TruthOfLife
#misunderstood
#PowerOfWords
#disappointment
62 reads
2 Comments
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