Vishal Dutia

Words, like daggers, can cut deep,
Their finality, a wound to keep.
Once spoken, they cannot be unsaid,
A specter that haunts both heart and head.

Oh, how we wish for a way to retract,
To take back words that cause impact.
But alas, they are out in the open air,
And leave us with naught but despair.

So let us choose our words with care,
And think before we speak and share.
For words, once uttered, cannot be undone,
And their finality, forever will be spun.