my poetry and me

Curled up
Laid back
Or bent over
I do it best facing down
but try it anyhow I'll give you verse
I'll give you rhyme coz my poetry is not tied
to position
is not based on time

Real Wordz
screamed loud
or soft mourn
my poetry soft
fluently thought
never ever crosed
whether hum or groan

always on
point
always on
hot
I serve it like a spicy dish
I give it like JC gave fish
freely,
willingly,
I make it make me
It guides me to be
Every
little
Every
big
Everything
I can be
my poetry and me

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2 comments:

  1. freedom it is..poetry is freedom,at least to me.

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  2. It's escape
    It's release from mental jail term
    It's melting ice cubes on my tongue: tingly
    Poetry is everything,
    Poetry is anything.
    Share with us your freedom.

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