Poetry Is The Power Of Life

I can’t wait until this month is over. I accomplished alot but still have a lot of work to do.  I have to start looking at other bloggers to read and learn their content. In case you guys are wondering why I am going so hard with my content, because after I just want to end the year strong and next semester is my last semester and will be giving my complete dedication  to school so starting February, I wont be really blogging as much but  I will still be active from February to May but  after January 31st I won’t be posting content until May but I still be active in the blogging community between February and May, I will take that time to really learn from you all.  January will be my last month going hard until June. Tomorrow I will upload more  questions for you to think about. Next week I will be uploading alot.

  1. Would you rather judge a person by his/her questions or answers?
  2. What’s most important your past, present, or your future?

 

 

Poetry is the power of life
that provides the light.


Expose the light
in dark areas.
Power to make it scarier
or happier
like the lord
When he throws sin away
like dirty diapers.


Poetic thoughts are like
wires
of different colors.


High voltage
or low,
poems give me
power and light from
above and below
or poems can travel through
anything hollow,
electrocuting the souls
surrounding water or metal.


I  have two thoughts
separated
but
my brain
is in between
to complete the circuit.


Certain days I have
a short circuit.
Poetic thoughts
are more destructive
than the current
in high voltage.
Something
interrupt
the flow of thoughts
in my head
like magma
inside a volcano.
I overthink
so my poetic thoughts
overflow
like a external circuit
and I need balance.
I need an equal
amount of
protons and electrons.


Half positives
and half negatives
Sometimes thoughts
stay still in place
Sometimes thoughts
move around in motion.
Protons thoughts
gives me a happy face
Electron thoughts
make my emotions
run against each other
like a race.

Poetry creates
the power of life
which helps you relate
from a point a view
that’s electrical or mechanical.


Call me Dave  the poetry mechanic


and I use my mind
to restore a person’s feelings
which are similar to car engines
and my words are synthetic oil
and traveled from my mouth
to a person’s brain
like the synthetic oil
In a funnel.
If don’t listen to my words
you are leaking info
like car leaking anti-freeze.
My words comes
from the heart
which is warm
but sometimes cold
like winter
but my words can
warn you up
like a boiler.


My brain is a water heater
divided by hot and cold water.


Certain days I’m cold
Certain days I’m hot.
Certain days I’m poetic
Certain days I’m not
but my poetry always provides
light.
My poetry is a sperm cell
that has the power to create life.

 

 

  1. What will destroy you faster, worrying to death while being rich, or being worry free as a homeless person?
  2.  As a blogger, if you had to choose one option, would rather give up posting blogs to read other blogger’s content or would you rather have every on blogger give up the option of posting content to just read your content?
  3. Would you rather teach other’s what you already experienced in life, or learn from other’s and their experiences?

 

I have more questions on tomorrows blog

Have a good day