A POET IS POETRY
follow the steps of my footsteps
Dance to the beats of my drumsticks
Fantasize on on the words of my pen
Imagine the tales of my ink
It breathes the flames of words
Shines it ray on pages
Omits rainbow of glowing lines
And oceans of flowing verses
Beat the drum so I could dance
To the beats of spoken words
The voices I learned to respect
And rhythms I grew to love
In the realm of its taste
I forget that which is tasteless
I munch upon the sheets
And puke out scribbled scripts.
©Ameerah Hashim.
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