Ode Ibe Poems
|2.||If You Only Knew||3/4/2006|
|5.||Stuck On You||3/15/2006|
|10.||Act Like You||3/15/2006|
|12.||Wait For Me||3/15/2006|
|14.||Always In My Head||3/15/2006|
|16.||What Makes A Poet||3/15/2006|
Comments about Ode Ibe
What Makes A Poet
Poetry is like the blood that flows through my veins!
It empowers me to be whatever I want.
I in one verse I can write about the mystics of love
Then in another about the chaos of war!
When a pen enters my hand I simultaneously start thinking
And writing at the same time.
Not knowing exactly what I am writing about, but
all I know is that a storm of words is being processed
From my mind to my pen in a matter of seconds.
When im done I feel empty, as if I have been drained of my soul,
I then have to let my mind regains its composure.
I think to my self “Am I ...
Thank you for showing me who you are
Thank you for bringing me so far
thank you for showing me who I am
thank you for never being there
without you I have done great things
with you I would feel ashamed
thank you for making me who I am
thank you for not being my dad