Words or Actions? A poet’s dilemma: Snippet

I have realized that words, the only evidence of the existence of meanings are the most gorgeously wrecked example of meaningless.

And maybe that is the reason why people use the kindest fragments of nature to express love. The flower crowns, the bouquets, the jewels, the tallies, the dreamcatchers, the “stay safe!” and “eat well!” messages with a lot of exclamation marks.

When I slept without a blanket but woke up in the warmth of one because sometimes my annoying sister is less annoying, my mum never forgets to bring a bowl of scalding hot soup on a shitty day even when she forgets that she is having a shitty day herself. The tenderest of ways my dog wakes me up and sometimes it is not tender because I need the cheering up, when my dad hugs me a little tighter because he hugs me on a few occasions in a year, too much for keeping the stoic image.

The art, the wishes of forever on a shooting star knowing that forever is a time measurement you get to choose, not your physics professor.  The invisible lines I drew on your fingers when we were holding hands in the darkness of the car.

Love is cheerful when it is loud at times but it is meaningful and comfortable when it is silent. 

So, when you ask me what is love? 

My scientific philosophical mind is quick to reply,  “Love is the most chaotic of anatomy chemical flowing in our bloodstreams.” 

But Enigma, is it words or is it actions? 

I wonder about that question myself in the cascading hours of dawn and I have no answers in sight except this: Darling, love is so much more than just an anatomy chemical. Actions and words are like jigsaw pieces. Love is words and love is actions, it is beyond a poet’s comprehension. 

The heart of the poet is arrested by words and the mind speaks about the actions but more importantly, the soul is a complete jigsaw puzzle. 

They say actions speak louder than words but the truth is words create more noise sometimes, actions just stay longer, in your heart till the measurement of your forever exists.

But without words, there is no definition of meaning, without words actions do not exist.  

//”actions or words? a poet’s dilemma”// Enigma

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PS: I am trying to post more in quarantine and trying to be more productive. I will also try to read more of your works and enjoy the artistry of my fellow blogger friends.  With the quarantine and the virus outbreak, please stay safe and follow the necessary precautions. I hope you are all well. Stay safe! Stay healthy and happy! 

12 thoughts on “Words or Actions? A poet’s dilemma: Snippet

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  1. First line in and I’m already arrested.
    Only you have this kind of power on me E.
    Only you. ♡

    This is one profound piece of exceptionally complex yet stunningly simple and meaningful writing. It is one piece that I can say EVERYONE will agree with.

    “Actions and words are jigsaw pieces.” How true ah! ✨

    Your words make me question so much while simultaneously giving me warm hugs and smiles.
    Oh god how is that even possible!
    I don’t know, but god how I love it.
    This is such a hypnotizing piece E.

    Stay safe! 🥺 💜

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    1. Aww! Thank you so much M for your heartwarming words. As a poet, I am often baffled with the choice of either choosing words or actions so I thought to be more productive in quarantine and just write down my thoughts.

      Thank you so much for enjoying it!

      Stay Safe!
      And I am looking forward to read more of your works. It feels like a long time that I have not checked out your blog.

      Enigma 🙂 💜

      Liked by 1 person

    Such beautiful thoughts behind this piece of work, and the loveliest of words to put them forth ❤
    Been away for a while, but feel so good to return to your amazing work ❤

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    1. Hello Shruti! It is a pleasure to see you here on my little space. I am glad you enjoyed my reflections and thank you so much for your kind words. I have been away from WordPress for a while too however, currently I am on a mission on using my quarantine time for some productive purpose and reading works of my blogger friends is definitely on my priority list. Looking forward to read your works!

      Stay safe!
      Stay healthy and happy!

      Enigma 🙂 ❤

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  3. I really like your beautiful blog. A pleasure to come stroll on your pages. A great discovery and a very interesting blog. I will come back to visit you. Do not hesitate to visit my universe. See you soon.


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