Words

Words are prints on the page

Like the footsteps on the sea

They are gradually erased

With memory imprints, they flee

Some words are like birds

Dying inside and caged

With murdered thoughts

In mind, they are forever paged

Some words spill red

Spelled out of dire

Some filled with rage

Like fuel to the fire

Some words are like clouds 

Crowded in mind unjust

They are like a thunderstorm 

Spilling ink with a heavy burst

Some Words are unknown 

Finding a place strange

To them, No borders are known

Spilling infinity in range!!