I am a poet

Written by: Poppie Mira

Would you gaze in haze? 
as the blood boils deep in my veins
Appreciate or hate
as I draw my words 
on my sensitized pad
Would you believe or ignore
as I say undoubted
I am a poet

Like a tree
I am the leaves of poetry
Hitched on with passion 
and love

In my mind 
In my soul
In my heart
I am a poet

Saint of imperative words 
and persistent rhythms
that comes and goes 
to soothe frozen life.