PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I exist as a creature that prowls through the night,

Waiting for my opening to step in the light.

It’s been a long time that I have been pushed to the side,

Not taken real seriously but my confidence won’t die.

There are many just like me who are waiting for the time,

We get mocked by society because we speak to you in rhymes.

But we are not rappers or even considered entertainers,

But we could elevate your mind and open them like containers.

We can exploit all your weaknesses or reveal all your fears,

We can answer some of your questions or leave your eyes filled with tears.

You can relate to our words because we speak to you what’s real,

We can somehow make you feel things that you never wanted to feel.

We can help you gain perspective in a world that’s so unclear,

And at those times you feel unseen we can help you reappear.

But stll we remain hidden as we pick and choose our time,

But you will never forget the day you were touched by the hands

-of a Poetic Mind.















Michael C. Lucas