Poetry Has Many Stories To Tell

It tells of a borrowed joy counted in scores, A night without love but embraces many A canopied broken heart by the seaside' insanity It tells of words championed by a fearless faith. Poetry has many stories to tell more than My grandfather's watery unpalatable mouth It harbours a shrine of tales to tell of heroes Many dread her root of folklore and fables. Her mouth is the shelter to many iconic gems Once watered with a branded gin of history The soup of yesterday will teste sweeter today She sag down a mountianous boredom of fear. Her myths soaked like linen of perspiring soul She tells of love and hatred, dreams and hope; Life and death, sin and righteousness before gods She reveal memories of cemented tricks. Poetry has many stories to tell to the eyes It all depends on how you tell the story Double bladed by the muse of your creativity And cursed by the venoms of her words. (C) John Chizoba Vincent Voice Of Vincent 2016