The Poet In Me Poem by Paris Thulare

The echo of my rhyming
Making waves from the calcaneus up the nerve of auditory
Cleansing all which was blocked in tympanic membrane

This is poetry 's core
The beauty of wisdom making Blast
This how i Cast

Hear them throb through the cortical cells
Storming and stomping as the dozer of Bells

The words through my lyics
The bond of my syllables
The fonts of the collabo
This is me, the Commando
Parizo, the village poet