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 ...
If You Only Knew
My love for you is like the sea and runs so deep
I have to keep it secret so it makes me creep
If you knew the truth you would probably cry
Because my love is strong it would make you wanna die
I know I could never share my feelings with you
even though I know one day the truth will come out
and on that day my ill shout
I LOVE YOU loud an long
so you know my loves so strong