Robert Lewis Jr Poet ABC

So I Write

So I write...
So I write...
even in this world despite my meaningless less expressive self...I write.
Declined in hysterical, faultlessness...I write
to fulfill plentiful emptiness's.

What successes will my manuscripted-selfless-self achieve?
My pages written solemnly based on critical theologies, 
these 
I gotta have it technologies, burnt bridges crossed, or
The Lord Jesus crucified; 
that which I truly believe.

I write...

particularly, like birds sing happily - freely, underachieved 
Yet pronouncing” I'm flexing my wings".
As a confident wind blows 
it's own flow throughout bureaus of grasses.
Alike Mrs. Mother Earth allowing her seasons be passive.

I write...

For being intrigued by what might, 
happen,
as an eye, leads the soul, or a heart searching, 
abuses be buried  though grasping.  
Across any script denoted by way, 
of my poetic pen tip.

I write... 
Perhaps, one of many frivolous scripts,
possess seeded enunciation's
of spiritual worth 
as words read would be basis 
for a total rebirth,

...so I'll write.

I have more to contribute.
Written July 22nd, 2006

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Adeniji Toluwalope Gideon December 22, 2016 at 8:22 AM More inks to your poetic pen, Robert. Great piece, my new poetic friend. Robert Lewis Jr December 22, 2016 at 8:33 AM Thanks, and to you as well...be a swell....of life giving water to them who dare to share; with others their water. For within it is said to flow issues of life...verses give thought revoking strife.