Writting My Blood Poem by Micheal Olaniyi

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As I place my pen on my book
My heart bleed,
And my blood is my ink
Listen, throng
As I write my blood

*I* *WRITE*
I am a poet,
Writing runs through my veins,
I flow through lines
Like a river

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I wanted to write you ballad
But here I come with the dirge,
That pumps my blood out
And make my ink never runs out

*I* *WRITE*
In writings, I give life to the depressed
I write to educate
I write to enlighten
I meander to caution

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But tonight, I want you to feel
How I have been oppressed
I want you to see through my very eyes,
Think it the same way with one heart.
So stand at my river bank, and see my life's tide.

*i* *WRITE*
My writing is my life.
My writting may look ordinary
But it is a potent force.
My ink does not faint
My writing is my blood
So, enjoy the drops of my blood.

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When life use to be a good song,
I could remember how i sang for so long
But now its an enigma
Stabbing my heart and affecting my life.