Lukman Saleh Poet Rhyme

I Am Me

I AM ME
When I was nine, I dreamt of my ambition,
Wishing to grow with a strong mission.
Solely, Daddy applied me to a new motion,
Going against my strong notion
Without tendering the body lotion.

At fifteen, my thoughts turns blue,
Fishing out all stain glue
To remove all crappy clue.
Yet, with a strong cue.

When I turn 18, I became raw,
Joining my palms to bow
Kneeing underneath of a paw,
Calling me bow raw.

Now at 22, pen defines me right,
Shedding on whites,
Flying like kites.
Blooming without fight.
I am me.

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James Henshaw May 24, 2020 at 2:52 PM I really love the rhymes.