FOREWORD

What does poetry mean to you??    
   
For me, poetry is the string of words that run through my veins and flow out my system.....its the epitome of my creativity and mirror of my thoughts....'    
    
so, to me    
    poetry is simply creativity captured in words,    
    poetry is what is written, still being wrote, and yet to come...    
    poetry is the elapsing of thoughts' gestation,    
    the crystallizing of minds and senses...    
    poetry is the freedom of thoughts, the infidelity of words,    
    poetry is everything about everything...    
    the wrinkling of torments,  
     the jerking of sadness!    
     
why poetry?    
     poetry is natures balm...    
     what one needs to service the brain...    
     poetry was, is and will be,    
     poetry is like sex with a virgin...    
     like prayer,straight from the heart!    
     
why am i a poet..?    
      Because destiny chose me to strum its strings,    
      to make music so beautiful it would heal the world,    
      to use my words to make change in all relevant aspects of life    
      to dream of beautiful days and sleeping nights.  
     
how???    
       the eyes see, the brain comprehends..  
         this is how  
       Lie in nature's arms and grab a few words out of strands of her hair,  
    take a deep breath    
        squeeze them in your hand. Catch their smell and feel their touch    
   mix with ink and tattoo all over a sheet,  
        wait for it    
       isn't it amazing how you give life to a completely new creature??    
       Call this poetry!    
     
what then?    
      Don't be selfish. Share whatever little wisdom or experience you got...    
      choose to procreate with nature,  
      I often choose to share my experiences packaged in words.    
          
Poetry be like a virgin...    
  every single time i do her i have to break her.    
      her moans give me words and her breath makes me ejaculate.  
      *sigh*  
              we give life meaning,    
    we are fond of the warmth we share,    
      the pleasure we derive and the happiness we retain.    
     
...if poetry gave my life meaning...then one day it would cause me death, but till then..i await...    
                Patiently!    
   
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