Words-Love

Words. It could be lethal; could be encouraging; could change a thought; could change the world.

My love for words has always been so deep and it has become part and parcel of my life. Why is it so wrong for one to express his love for words? 

I hate rhetoric. It is often so superficial that it blinds people's lens and make themselves convince to something that they think it is glamorous and highly recognised by the society. Words are meant to be sincere and the misuse of words by people hurts me badly...

Bombastic words or phrases makes you a giant in essays but in truth, you are just a mere nincompoop covering up your disgusting ideas with words that might scare people off the ground. That empowers you, Liar!

Words are tools for us to care, love and nurture. Simple words could  brighten one's day. You do not have to squeeze your brain juice for it. Mere love for words makes you the master for words. Master in reconciling, in sharing joy, in expressing ideas.

I gave up everything to pursue in the field of language, where words are my friends. They were angels of mine sent by God to lift me up. I thank God for his Words, to let me know him more. Words in books appears in front of me in different forms. Colourful rainbows, dried and hot Sahara desert, luminating night skies. It paints my life by giving pictures in my floating mind. It gives me great peace from the Lord.

Word, it is so magical. Do not misuse it as a shield for your false empowerment. It empowers you when you love it and use it well. Remember, words can be lethal...