I am Poetry

With every passing moment

I find Inspiration 

The tap of my phones keyboard replicates the tickling of ivories

Creating the lyrics that capture the melodies of my linguistics and idiosyncrasies 

With the rain as my background vocals to my wordplay

I sometimes lie down gracefully

And sometimes I splash puddles as my tears make ripples disguising my reflection 

I can no longer see my face

Yet I hear the drumbeat of my heart 

So that tells me that life goes on 

My words won’t be silenced

They will continue to blow in the wind and get plastered on the window of someone’s door frame 

An unexpected verbal compilation

You weren’t expecting to feel the magnitude of my wordicane in your veins

Pulsating because something struck you

And now you’re feeling like what I’m saying is about you 

But guess what

We all are more similar than different

I just write my pain

You feel the stroke of my pen as if it’s being tattooed on your heart

As I continue to free myself 

I hope my poetry helps you to break your own chains and create your own art