Words, whispers of the soul,
Easy as ABC, yet fragile as a whole.
A delicate dance of thoughts, feelings, and emotions entwined,
In text or speech, a symphony of heart and mind.

Oh, how beautiful they sound,
When love is the composer, and kindness is the refrain.
In darkness, they shine like beacons bright,
Illuminating hope, a silver lining in the night.

But words can also wound, like shards of glass,
Shattering hearts, and leaving scars that will forever last.
They can dim the light, and snuff out the flame,
Leaving only bitterness, and a heart that's lost its name.

Yes, we have freedom of expression,
But be warned:
Not all feelings, thoughts, or emotions should be whispered to the ears of the wind.
Be warned.