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i's of MinE

Posted to Poetry

At times i feel my eyes are too wide open that they're
actually too widely shut
As twisted as it sounds
It is way too far bound
for you to understand
exactly what it is i have at hand
It is only i who knows ME
For only i could see what it is i see
They're flowing on naturally
The paper and pen are calling out to me
i can't help this elevate
the words that i feed
are even too deep sometimes for me
What is this need to communicate?
It's coming out to demonstrate
something maybe only i can understand
for the pen lays only in my hand
i no longer fear not this mind
For it is my mine...these i's of mine.

Rowena Ubongen