My life as a poet is no different
from all the poets that came before
me.

Both the creative and the critic
I am honest as well as cryptic
But I do want to leave a meaningful
message.

My life as a poet has helped me
connect with beautiful people
who thrive and share their work
from all over this world.

It's funny how many bridges have
now formed, fuelling my belief in
my talent.

The skies are brighter, the clouds are cleaner
and I am evolving with a power that
is confident yet humble.

The pen indeed is a mighty weapon.
It has been my sword and my shield
In the light, it brought me to
And in the light, I will always stay.

The power to break and bear my
soul has been a curse and a gift
But I am grateful because I can
see who I am.

Dissect my self
Dissect my soul
Dissect my mind
Dissect my heart

There are myriads of bridges within
I have yet to cross.
Most bridges are long.
Many deadends.
But hey, I'm mortal.

The fact that I connect with
many lives on this Earth with
my craft, means so much
because we grow together.

My life as a poet continues
to serve me well.