Compulsive Conscious Poetry Awareness Disorder Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

Compelled to borrow a pen and paper
And spill my emotional contents
Into the open mouth of the river of knowledge
I hold my heart in order
Preparing my thoughts is not permitted
Poetry is a conscious awareness of existence
A secretive existence inside consciousness exist
It's not something you prepare for
I pace through the corridors of my imagination
Awaiting the arrival of the conscious poetic awareness
I hover above my thoughts
Propelled by an unknown reality
An absence of gravity inside the halls of imagination
I am a servant of consciousness
And i suffer from compulsion conscious poetry awareness disorder