Alive In Poetry

Alive In Poetry long poem

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Have you given birth?
If you have written poetry
then you have
It doesn’t matter if you are
young or old
Man or woman
Tall or short
Poets give life to words
Everyday, in every way,
everywhere
In a hectic day, a tiring day, a
celebration day
At a frantic pace
Running life’s race
Poetry is like a sword
Used to clear the way
For better days
I write to keep memories
To forever remember
Everyday like the twenty fifth
of December
What makes you write?
Is it when you are down or
feeling alright
That you write?
You see the light at the end of
the tunnel of life
When you inspire
To rise higher
With your imagination
Pen to paper, the magical
combination
One way or the other we are
all poets
I see the world is blind and
poetry are the glasses
I feel the world is uneducated
and poetry are the classes
I believe the world needs to
celebrate, raise the poets, we
are the glasses
I believe the world want’s to
grow, poetry is the grasses
That tune in your head
Those verses and words in
your head as you go to bed
I am glad to be amongst you
I feel in my heart, we are a
chosen few
It’s an honor to be called a poet
We will be forever putting
words together
Me and my poetic brothers
It filled the space in my world,
the void
Inspiration from all around,
even the earth, dirt and death.
Recognition for all these
unknown great poets, I feel is
long overdue
I mean it’s not everybody that
can make you smile by writing
about the morning dew
We poets don’t just write
expressive rhythmic verses
These words, they breathe,
they live and they thirst
I pray our imaginations
There will never be reduction
We will be forever strong
We will continue to create
these amazing sensations
Wherever you are
Who ever you are
Continue to give life
corrections
Continue to give life directions
To all my great poets across all
nations
These are my salutations.

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Funkekeme Akposeye

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I am an easy going person who loves poetry and music,love making new friends and experiencing different cultures and I respect people's decisions and emotions as long as they respect mine am an african and i believe everything i can,i am yearning,learning and earning knowledge in search of peace and wisdom and when i write is when i feel alright.This poems and pages are dedicated to my family, friends, and anyone that appreciates life's joys. I hope these pages make you smile, reminisce, and perhaps shed a tear.
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