To mould those letters

Into a pattern called words

Is all what my heart beat for

Excavating deep thoughts

Making secrets of the hearts

Transparent is the mandate of my life

Let me take you back into the jurassic world and explore the dinosaur fate

Or back peddle to the antediluvian world

Then fly and travel through time into the apocalyptic world if you wish I can document God 's plan of salvation pay attention with your ear

Wait until patient pay you

No misconceptions please am not ecstatic it's just a poetic roller coaster

I am a poet

If I have nothing to write I write everything

A whirlwind of words is causing a limbo jumbo in my mind

Overflowing in my heart triggering congestion and

Swelling my ballpoint

I can write on sand paper

If I run out of paper

My heart is flamboyant world of artistic beautiful words

Punctuated by sophisticated

Metaphors and similitude

A world governed by constructive words of wisdom

I suggest the government must erect ballpoint filling stations because I just can't stop writing

People think I am a lunatic

But I'm just poetic

My blood flow in a single poetic rhythmic

I'm a poet

I'm the only one licenced to

Tell you that taste is the colour of the tongue and colour is the taste of eyes

I do this because I'm a poet

Are you lonely and feel like you have no piece in this world

Come let me sooth you with comfortable words

My words are like a flower that illuminate a light of hope

In the middle of a jungle of thorns

By the powers vested to me by me

I can suspend your senses

Halt the flow of blood in your veins, pause inhalation and exhalation of air and you can only wonder if this is constitutional

I'm immaterial you cannot hold me in the palm of your hand

But my words are a treasure

Meant to be kept with pleasure

A treasure that is immortal and

Ever present like time

While you wonder on who am I

Even I don't know

One certainty I hold, is that I am a poet.

By Dean Njane

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