Poetry In Me Poem by Blessing Asake
Poetry In Me
I figure myself out of poetry,
I never this is big on me,
now I see pain in joy,
seems it's just the beginning.
I think big whenever I hold a pen,
then I share more lights on my thoughts,
I keep thinking who will open the den of words?
I see More coming.
I'm image of my words,
hold it when you see it,
I link out my words out of imagination,
when I prove I'm a poet.
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