Harlem Inspired

Poetry is not

                        defined

                                                By

                                                            FORM.

Nor; by the rules of grammar#

It is free willed

Butterfly

like me.

poetry attracted a burnt mind like mine

one burned by the little box

of humanity

I

            Will

            Not

                        Be

Defined by

Societal norms

Poetry solved the mess inside my head.

The tears blurred the ink into beautiful chaos

(Charcoal mixed with snow)

Inspiration started with Harlem

My dreams will never be deferred

Cause I decided to and         I will

Explosion of my broken heart is a matter of never

One day in my dark cloud

My alter ego sat

Me her and the metal avenger

Explosion…

Not me but the idea of not succeeding

Poetry is my release to dream.