Words can be a deadly pill,
When used in anger they can kill.

In anger tossed out as we use,
They hurt deeply as we abuse.

When we pick the strongest words,
They cut deeply as if they are swords.

We throw the harsh words out.
They hit the listener with clout.

We use words in life every day.
Use them wrong and we pay.

Sometimes words come from above,
Especially when we speak of love.

Words can be like waves of the ocean,
When we say them full of emotion.

As writers, we choose words concretely.
For choosing well, they sound so sweetly.

Words are fun and can be best,
When they are thrown in jest.

We use them joking with a friend.
We laugh and chortle to no end.

Sometimes we choose them smartly,
As we affect our friends partly.

This poem I am afraid is at an end.
For these words from my heart, I send.