I am a Poet known to be the messenger of words,
Running through the pines of caked hearts and hard leaves,
Words from the Unseen unearthing the mystical songs hidden behind every smile,
Unseen because my words pinch through the supraorbital eyes of the supreme
To render sympathy of soft coiling tears

I am a poet; the mouthpiece of the unseen, the air...
My poems evokes darkness and brightness
Sending a an engraving message that would linger through the birth
Of subsequent generations

I am a Poet
I paint words of reality and facts for...