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 ;)