Joy

In time where joy brew

at the core of love;

Gentle wind reassures

 

Coral reefs swirl unsettled

by waves of emotions

 

Injustice words, alone, cold;

expensive mind like the

gem of a solid stone

Virgin to Poetry

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Who am I ?
I am no nobody
but a poetic virgin.
A simple heir to the throne
of literature.
A virgin poet
who assembles poetry
in simple eloquent, but
articulate metaphoric terms.
I wear poetry like an ornament
of gold.
It fits like a tailored suit,
It shows my weakness,
my flaws and my success.
Who am I ?
Who else would I be
If I am not all I can be,
a virgin to the mic
and the world is my
oyster
© Dotun Gb | Poems