I've seen the allegories of poesia, if you ask me
how, let me take you in a ride of book
where I can smell the different stages of synthetic
blending together so well, I might've forgotten
it's the words resonating or some-thing worth ruling
literacies.
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words are powerful, they say take a constraint
transition, maybe you can see how it's depicting
the same as life, you're bound to follow up
yet with zero clue, each day with a learning curve
it takes a beautiful execution or just a free styling
getting free mint with the inks.
*
rhythm makes the most sense, you can give
a twisted tongue, sometimes with scheme of scam
or just a slammed clops, verticality of painted
images together dance so well.
sometimes it's hard knocking of choking you,
with laughter or grief, or something you just appreciate
in the late night, absorbing the neat details
of a skilled pen.
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astounding dictation forms an awe-striking terms,
i don't know how's mine, neither I plan to see
anymore, when I know the dictation of words are
getting blurred now, poets/writers only have
words, I know they're begging to be heard
i've vowed with my accents, making them heard
from an inept grafting.
— 12/12/22
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