Discovery

My hands are a sharpener ,
Everytime I feel like writing ,
That’s when my mind get’s sharper ,
poetry chases away hunger ,
I don’t care what others say, their words are so cheaper ,
That’s why I won’t buy their story .

I was never a drawer ,artistically,
But with my mind and eyes we amount to incredible portraits ,

I never thought I’d be a good ideator , nevertheless
Now I realise there was never a need .
Ideation happens by itself ,
It doesn’t need to be forced nor be denied but pesured …
My shoulders are up as I’m taking from within ,
In a space where merely I’m buried in a book ,
They’re all soaked in the booming music
But I ain’t bored cause there’s some party going in my own mind .