The rumour

It starts with a murmur, a seed in the air,

A tale that was born from someone’s despair.

A flicker of words, a spark without flame,

Yet quickly it travels, untamed and unnamed.

It gathers its weight from voices untrue,

Each telling embellishing what once was few.

From house to house, from door to door,

The whisper grows louder than it was before.

A rumor, a shadow, it darkens the sky,

Turning laughter to questions, smiles to sighs.

Its purpose unclear, its origin lost,

But its damage is clear, no matter the cost.

Each retelling adds layers, a dangerous thread,

Words spoken in haste, but heavy as lead.

It tangles, it spreads, with careless intent,

A fire that burns all the trust that was meant.

Yet those who have heard it, who’ve passed it along,

Forget they’re the singers of someone else’s wrong.

For what is a rumor but a thief in disguise,

That steals from the truth and weaves it with lies?

Oh, fragile is trust, and fleeting is grace,

Once touched by a rumor, it’s hard to replace.

But silence, like balm, can mend what is torn,

Can soften the sting, can weather the storm.

So heed not the whispers that carry no proof,

Don’t barter in shadows, stand firm in the truth.

For words are a mirror, they show who we are—

Choose kindness, not rumors, to carry you far.For rumors, though fleeting, leave scars in their wake,

Like ripples on water, the harm they can make.

A friendship can crumble, a bond may decay,

When careless tongues let the falsehoods stray.

The whispered deceit, though fragile and small,

Can rise like a giant, can topple us all.

It feeds on the silence of those who know,

And thrives in the darkness where truth won’t go.

But truth, though quiet, holds steadfast and strong,

A melody righting the chorus of wrong.

It pierces the veil of the rumor’s disguise,

Revealing the harm, exposing the lies.

So let us be cautious with the words that we weave,

Lest we sow destruction we’d never believe.

For once they are spoken, they’re no longer ours,

They drift and they spread with invisible powers.

Instead, let us nurture the words that bring light,

That comfort the weary, that guide through the night.

For a kind word spoken can heal and repair,

Undoing the damage of whispers in air.

And when rumors come knocking, as often they do,

Let courage compel us to speak what is true.

For the battle with rumors is fought and is won,

When truth stands unwavering, bright as the sun.Yet still, the whispers may linger in gloom,

Casting their shadows, polluting the room.

For once they have flown, they’re not easily caught,

And the pain they deliver cannot be forgot.

But even in darkness, hope can prevail,

Through voices of reason that tell a new tale.

A story of healing, of trust redefined,

Where wounds close slowly, and hearts realign.

It takes steady hands to undo what was done,

To silence the echoes, to bring back the sun.

For truth must be patient, and time must unfold,

To mend what was broken, to make the fractured whole.

Yet in this endeavor, a lesson is clear:

Speak with intention, hold others dear.

For words are like seeds, they take root in the ground,

And grow into forests or ashes around.

So choose with compassion the words that you share,

Let love guide your voice, and tread with care.

For while rumors may travel on wings swift and sly,

The truth, when it rises, will never die.

Let silence meet whispers when proof isn’t known,

And let courage speak loudly when truth must be shown.

For a world without rumors is a world built on trust,

Where kindness prevails, as surely it must.Yet even as truth ascends to its throne,

Some wounds from rumors may never be known.

A heart left fractured, a dream left to fade,

A life reshaped by the lies that were made.

The damage of words, though fleeting they seem,

Can shatter the strongest, dismantle a dream.

For what is unseen still carries its weight,

A burden of whispers dictating one’s fate.

But from ashes of falsehood, new strength can arise,

A soul that’s been tempered by pain’s quiet cries.

For every untruth that once pulled us apart,

Teaches resilience, ignites a new start.

So let us be mindful, let kindness take root,

Let judgment be gentle, our words resolute.

For while gossip may dazzle, a fleeting delight,

It dims in comparison to the power of light.

And those who resist it, who stand firm and true,

Can reshape the world through the things that they do.

For truth is eternal, its voice cannot fade,

It lives in the hearts of the brave and unafraid.

Thus, when rumors arise, as they often will,

Remember their poison, their power to kill.

Choose honesty, empathy, and grace instead,

And heal the fractures where trust has bled.

For though rumors are whispers, they leave loud scars,

While truth shines brighter than a thousand stars.

In its glow, we find the strength to endure,

Building a world where intentions are pure.Yet still, the battle is fought every day,

For rumors are shadows that don’t fade away.

They creep through the cracks where doubts often dwell,

Turning harmony’s haven into discord’s shell.

But those who rise with their hearts aligned,

Who carry compassion and an open mind,

Can silence the murmurs, dispel the lies,

And give hope a chance to claim the skies.

For every false tale that tears at the soul,

There’s a voice of reason that makes us whole.

With courage to question, with wisdom to see,

We can break the chains of what shouldn’t be.

It starts with a choice, a vow we must take,

To speak with intention, for truth’s own sake.

To pause before judgment, to ask, “Is it kind?”

To value integrity and not fall behind.

The world we rebuild can be steady and sure,

A place where no rumor can fester or lure.

Where voices unite not to tear but to build,

A chorus of care where hearts are fulfilled.

And though the whispers may never fully cease,

Our words can be weapons or tools for peace.

So wield them with love, let your actions define,

A legacy born of a purpose divine.

For when the stories we tell uplift, not betray,

We banish the rumors and brighten the way.

And in their absence, the truth will soar—

Unshaken, unbroken, forevermore.