Just when I was about to give up and resign
to the lifestyle the media lays down...
Poetry entered my life exploding my mind.
It told me 'don't you see...don't you see
I can give to thee what you are looking through your drugs
and more without even making you feel
the self-destructive side-effects and negative ill...
All you need is to put a little bit of effort and will,
but instead of sedating your mind,
I will give you control of your mind
removing the veil that makes you blind.'
Through poetry I may not find
the exalted acceleration cocaine bestows
nor the surreal visuals LSD promotes
but surely, through poetry,
I can find a nice delighting buzz
and become my mind-body boss,
as I turn my messy hells into Suns.
I refine my prose and lyrical alchemy
to create desired reactions and transmute
negative emotions into free-flow energy,
By organizing my body-chemistry.
When I write poetry I dump my mind-stuff.
It is as if somebody carries me and spins me,
putting me head upside down,
shaking me, until all in my mind falls down.
And all is left, is mainly my self,
no worries, no concerns, just my presence in there.
It's a weird yet beautiful feeling to feel,
It is as if for every letter I summon
a butterfly comes out of my pencil, keyboard or pen
and flies away, peppering the whole world with grace.
It is as if for every stanza I finish
thousands of Lions come out my writing device
and devour my fears.
It is as if for every poem I complete
the creator descends from heaven
and blesses my being...
Through poetry I may not find affluence
but surely I can find my essence and independence.
Topic(s) of this poem: alchemy, poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.