Sometimes words

Sometimes the words come out

Wrong and what is intended 

Is not what is spout. 

Sometimes the words you spoke

Hurt those whom you

Love the most.

Sometimes you know the tears might stay

For some inner fears, doubts, 

They then betray. 

Sometimes these words cannot be back taken

Howmuchever you 

Wish them unheard, unspoken. 

Sometimes then all you can wish for

Is what you have always relied on

Through Life's furore.

Sometimes then the mercy of friends

Makes you feel relieved, 

Small yet big, and shaken.

Sometimes words hurt in the aftermath

The 'sayer' as much as the one

They consigned to a bloodbath. 

Sometimes words spoken 

Test bonds of love, hopefully strengthen, 

And teach a valuable lesson. 

Sometimes words make you dig deeply

For courage to apologise abjectly

For love to accept the 'I am sorry'.

Sometimes words show you

How unthinking you are in taking for granted

The love of those closest to you.

- Written on 23 January 2015. 

- I spoke without thinking what was to be a joke, the words though hurt my closest friend. 

- Made me anew realise, 

How often I speak before I analyse. 

Not an excuse that I meant not the joke,

Never a good reason to another's hurt poke. 

But I have good friends who forgive easily,

With such friends I am blessed indeed.