PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Poetry flows the stream, on my boat, I row

My dreams. Never ending and as it seems

My imagination spills out it's seams into a

Symphony of epiphanies ridding me from

My enemies. All my vices appear to tower

So I soar beyond the stars and conquer all I

Encounter. Cunning's my lofty shield and the

Word always my sword. From my subconscious

These stories pour. Through ideology I wonder

More. And as poetry flows the stream, on my

Boat, I row my dreams. Retaining all I've been

taught ever lost inside my thoughts.