In some crazy way
like being loved
Poetry gives me
Strength and
Motivation
at times it’s
all I have
It’s where
I escaped
It’s Where I
feel right at home
my happy
state of mind
Where I take
my mental
Essence to
a higher plateau
Where words
becomes Arts
Never ceased
to amazed
Let the ink
dance with
my mind
Tango enlightenment
Impossible to avoid
ink splattered
all over
my thoughts
It’s like swimming
In the Black Sea
with full consent
into a black hole
Impossible to
let go
Orientation put
me into a dazed
But not for long
anticipating
memory fades
Ruined expressions
like mind on fire
seeking for the river
Put words together
analyzed all
the dance strides
my ink had taken
Scrutinized
what It all means
and make sense
of it all
Nevertheless
keep my insanity
Is The duel
being fought
Enduringly
into the abyss of
The poetic mind
Sometimes even when I’m not trying to think About what to write , without notice without warning words starts popping inside my head to a point at times I may have to stop whatever it is that I’m doing to write it down before it disappears for ever ... not an easy task but it’s what I love doing ;)