Tej Singh Poet ABC

My Truth

My Truth


I am an original
My body, my diary,
my totem temple,
a living portrait
frozen in time.

Black ink flows as fluidly
as the lineage in my vein.
Every line, every curve
roams my ivory plane.

I cannot bow down
nor demur, I have
bared my soul indelibly.
My poetry in flesh.

Needled into skin
__love-erotic therapy.
Pain is my sacrifice
and I will bleed for
my truth.

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Beata Agustin September 29, 2024 at 11:23 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Poet Destroyer A February 22, 2016 at 11:25 PM Tej, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing, hope to see a new one from you again. LOVE LINDA

Skat A December 31, 2015 at 10:28 PM TS, enjoyed reading your tonight. Hope to see you active this coming year. Goodbye, 2015 --- Hello 2016. God Bless. SKAT

Tej Singh March 1, 2014 at 4:27 AM he has done a good job. you write well. this is a nice poem.thank you for this beautiful poem.cheers!

S.Zaynab Kamoonpuri March 1, 2014 at 1:31 AM A powerful metaphoric poem. My pen bleed's for truth's ink too. Pls do review my latest poem.