Hungry, so much so that every thought is an expression of Poetry.. So thirsty that everything around me and their stimuli indulge verses out of me. Life is really what your mindset makes it to be. Dear God: inspire my Muse so she can inspire my writing, I care about thee.
In the midst of intense emotions and their turbulent feelings, was my
Presence of Mind, no other outside presence: I hope you do not mind, as I
affect your past and its future with my influence and its Rhyme. Allow my
Pottery and Craft, if words and thought are founded by them,
to reflect my State of Mind… You’re mine. I will say it over and over again
as in over Time…
For People come and go, they go where they come from and that is
just lovely; that cannot be a crime. Mime, mind this gesture of a sign…
Allow my Poetry to reflect my State of Mind… You are mine. Hence with you,
Life will fulfill its Destiny, Fate will do that over time. For People come
and go, go where they come from and that is just lovely. Peace will be
still. Baby, please hold my right hand as I hold unto Peace and be still.
Everything has its time. As long as we aim for what is meant to be. Copyright © Christian D.Koumtog