Those Words

Some words are meant to be verbalized and said

Some words are meant to be processed and read

Some words are meant to be nourished and fed

Some words are meant to be kept and suppressed in my head

Not to be released, instead I try to keep the peace

Maintain and tame that inner beast

That wants to feast, explode, release, and let go

Cause’ a fit, spit, emit, and implode

Stomp hard, discharge as I utter and blow, chatter and throw

Flow and say whatever that comes to the mental lobe

 A cognitive strobe of the cerebral globe creates a temporary file download

So, Instead I pause, cause and reflect before I eject

Something I might regret, I redirect

Scroll, hold, shape and mold those letters to form the correct words

Emotions transferred, Senses conferred

Syllables flew like birds to shape, formulate proper nouns and verbs

 Speech flock now disturbed

The rationale of my dome deferred, stirred, slightly blurred

If words are just words why are some never really heard?

But yet we compromise, by telling lies, then despise our outcomes

That could’ve been prevented, had we not segmented, circumvented the truth

It has now been misrepresented as we vented only fragmented

pieces of our feelings and thoughts

That ought to be, spoken prudently without scrutiny, truthfully… those words.

Are just words and must be said…release those words from your head.

COPYRIGHT PROTECTED 🙂 Shivendra aka Da Write Chick aka Poetess Oddisee