I Am a Poet
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.
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