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Yes, I am a poet. I dream while awake, expressing the ability to heal with my words. I have faith. Poetry is my therapy. My pen and my words are my weapons, of war, of mass destruction, of peace, of love and happiness, of friendship. My pen, is the commander in chief, the director, not a dictator, with an accessible space, and the key to the nuclear weapon i can direct it to make war or peace, just as I choose. I got me a brush to paint words with melancholic overtone, of ecstatic bliss, for my thoughts to flow, on the canvas, with different shades of colourful words, time to dwell and ponder and meditate on life matters. The issues of the mind, and of what the heart feels, i translate into reality. The control of the united emotions of my feelings and thoughts are in the hand holding the pen to paint the words of living in the canvas of life. Poets have the power to make the invisible things to manifest, thoughts hidden and not heard to have a face. The secular world, the whole cosmos, the galaxy is at their command. I am a poet, I make the mind see the heart, I make the heart of man flow in ecstatic bliss. To dream is unwritten poetry. A poets joy lies in the portal of the divine. ©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
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Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 9:11 AM UTC
WORLD OF A POET
Yes, I am a poet. I dream while awake, expressing the ability to heal with my words. I have faith. Poetry is my therapy. My pen and my words are my weapons, of war, of mass destruction, of peace, of love and happiness, of friendship. My pen, is the commander in chief, the director, not a dictator, with an accessible space, and the key to the nuclear weapon i can direct it to make war or peace, just as I choose. I got me a brush to paint words with melancholic overtone, of ecstatic bliss, for my thoughts to flow, on the canvas, with different shades of colourful words, time to dwell and ponder and meditate on life matters. The issues of the mind, and of what the heart feels, i translate into reality. The control of the united emotions of my feelings and thoughts are in the hand holding the pen to paint the words of living in the canvas of life. Poets have the power to make the invisible things to manifest, thoughts hidden and not heard to have a face. The secular world, the whole cosmos, the galaxy is at their command. I am a poet, I make the mind see the heart, I make the heart of man flow in ecstatic bliss. To dream is unwritten poetry. A poets joy lies in the portal of the divine. ©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
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Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 9:11 AM UTC
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