My Words

As I lay on my words I ponder… My words! My words! My sweet pillow of comfort A cushion of lyrics Showcasing my thoughts My secrets My pain My words speak tales My experiences…they spice my words Like meat in a pot, I cook my words Spicing them up with the right experiences My experiences…Your experiences I add emotions to the art of writing I bleed strong emotions that overwhelm you Careless words that carry meaning Caressing your smooth mind like silk Truth…the incense my words produce I sometimes camouflage it with jumbled patterns I leave a footprint in the hearts of my readers I scratch their curious minds Leaving my autograph inscribed in the soft depths of their minds My words are real to me I taste them before I spit them out I chew them before the ink flows out Lies taste better…but lie…I’ll rather not The truth so bitter…yet I’ll rather delight in its beauty and be satisfied Peel the scales off the statue of truth Leave it naked for all to see Our hearts crave wisdom But our flesh would rather rejoice in folly Speak more words to me Ye tree of truth! Entice my pen and cause it to bleed I rejoice in the flow of truth Nourish my senses and be my muse I have nothing to speak but words Words of truth Words by me My words! My words! By Sylvia Chika sylviachika@gmail.com http://sylviachika.blogspot.com/ http://sylviachika.wordpress.com/ https://www.facebook.com/sylviachikablog Twitter:@sylviaoz © SylviaChika 2015