You got your life, I got mine
Live yours and i will live mine
This is how I make, I decorate, how I break
most importantly how I live, this is my poetic life
It is not about how I go
Its in about how I flow, how I rhyme, how I connect
Words that come together like midnight and first second of the day
My heart, mind and body itself
Turns to be my lyrics, rhymes and poem itself
When I inhale alphabets and exhale words
When opening a news paper, I read a poem
Walking along the street being saluted by a poet
and when in custody I receive poetic justice
Its then I perceive, this is not just any life
This is my poetic life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem