- The Word -

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
The Word.

Submitted: March 13, 2013

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Submitted: March 13, 2013



The Word:

I read Limericks and Haikus,

They didn’t help me to describe you.

And the word that I aspired to

Did not appear

In the works of Wordsworth or Shakespeare.

In all the classics there really just is

Not a word that does you justice,

And I haven’t found a letter yet

To match “U” in the Alphabet.


Dictionaries, I conceded,

Did not contain the word I needed.

I watched Countdown religiously,

Yet still the word eluded me.

Newspapers and magazines

Were full of words that I had seen.

I know each one, and what they mean,

And I would deem,

That not a single one deserved

To be your equal;

Or your word.


So I continued my vendetta

To find that little group of letters

That said “perfection”

But said it better.

 And that became my Holy Grail.

And when I thought that words would fail

I learnt sign-language and Brail.

Alas; it was to no avail.

I even found I couldn’t manage

To mirror you with body-language.

My options running out;

I panicked.


I learnt Morse-code and binary,

I emptied out a library.

I read poems, I read lyrics,

I learnt French and Hieroglyphics.

I did a word-search every day

To try to find the word to say.

But finally,

I came to see,

The total error of my ways.


Why had I searched far and wide

For what I knew I’d never find?


No word could match your beauty.

And for that I’m truly sorry.

Because I’ll never get to tell you…

Just how beautiful you are.

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