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My Rhetoric Rhapsody
My Rhetoric Rhapsody Oh! I am a Poet It’s me again pretty poet of the century, Breaking through till I reach mercury. A pretty poet with popping phrases, A poor poet with perpetual personality. Praying that my poems pulls out pieces of pleasure, Arouses interest, motivates and inspires. Oh! I am a Poet Who teaches as he preach On every inch that becomes a cliché And leaves your ears aching when reached. Who frees frozen feelings of Refugees. Who unfolds fundamental mysteries of false phenomenon. Who washes and enshrines shameful ships on a sea shore, Assuring Sheppard of Shelter by Lord Krishna. Oh! I am a Poet A rock solid hardcore poet Self proclaimed Fundi A super duper verse creator A self sufficient professor A prodigy not a protégé A dictator not an agitator A toughie not a roughie I don’t recite to hear myself talk I don’t talk to be noticed I don’t take Hobson’s choice Nor hobble to a hoax I don’t settle for a bird in hand Nor crawl for half a loaf My reaches exceeds my grasp My wishes akin to my riches My poems are my pillar My wits are my tools No hocus pocus for my hoi polloi I’m not a hoity-toity poet who scribbles down hokum poetry My poetry is impalpable, Inexplicable and impeccable. My creativity is infallible. My verses so impregnable. I am an imperious poetic licensee I am a rusty epic epidemic through youth poets’ wannabes, A penurious poet who indulge in perilous peripheries. My masterpiece is not some common handwritten handiwork on handkerchief. I craft them like a handicapped handyman with no haphazard! And this is my Rhetoric Rhapsody... See, when I rhyme my rhymes that hum like hymns And step on my Poetic Stiletto heels to find open minds And dine in a pile of my rhymes... My mimes start to mime my rhymes And this is a route where I quote that this is not over yet...
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