Thoughts are perfected communication;
telling someone what another one means;
they never require complex mediation;
thoughts about the facts; just as it seems.
Thoughts are always poignant and pure;
while words often trip and fall;
thoughts can even explain the obscure;
words often say nothing at all.
Thoughts; a mixture of freezing concentration;
a picture of snow on the mind;
words speak of snow; as frozen precipitation;
and the picture of snow is confined.
Thoughts; construct the architect’s plan;
accounting for each and every space;
words; uttered by any ordinary man;
and the kitchen is built out of place;
Thoughts are plans of all our dreams;
words are usually subjective;
seldom are words, as thought seems;
making our dreams defective.
Thoughts are the creator’s original painting;
pure perfection within the mind;
words are like thoughts when it’s raining;
thoughts, become mud, redefined.
Thoughts are your mind’s perfect masterpiece;
a king, finding his perfect queen;
words are discovering that queen is his niece;
words again, spoiling everything.