Reading from my book
poetry is my boss
is how I die every night
I disappear from sight
of lovely rhymes
Dig deeper for what love
has been aiming to show me
Its a show time your receptive
canals are to stay concerned
until I bow
It is no easy task robbing a chained
mind trained to be dismissive
of juices creamed with opulent price
of reaching climax in awareness
Poetry is key opening doors
for true souls to emerge eminently.
Let me overleaf
The Book
Bheki Nxumalo
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 07/16/2019
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Poem topics: night, time, stay, mind, boss, true, easy, book, love, poetry, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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