My Poetry

My poetry? Just simply
my imaginations, fantasies,
thoughts, paranoia, screams,
dreams………..
my frustrations, teardrops, scars, lessons,
blessings,
my confessions, my hurt, my falling,
my rising, my evil, my good, my mood,
my mind, my life ,my death……………
mine and the other guy’s own too.

The feet of my poetry have blisters,
There is dirt under its nails, and
Its hair is uncombed.
But it still has pride in its heart.
Oluwatosin Aribo(2009)

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