Chukwukere Timothy

Freshman - 925 Points (27-07-97 / Onitsha north, Anambra state Nigeria)

A Me Without Poetry - Poem by Chukwukere Timothy

Dead. Lying still and lifeless
That's a me without Poetry.
Plagued with word drought
A me without poetry is life drained.
I'll struggle with life like a fish without gills.
How would I prevail?
A Me without poetry. I died.
I died the day I read these words
And missed myself.
I seized to exist the day I go blank,
And my veins lacks ink.
A Me without poetry
Is like a Me that Lies 6feet below the earth.
A Me without Poetry
is as a me without head.
Thinking of a Me without Poetry
Makes me numb.
I can stop breathing
But I refuse to stop speaking.
Because There'll never be a me without poetry.

Topic(s) of this poem: wisdom

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 18, 2016

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 24, 2016

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