~Lyrical assassin~


~Lyrical Assassin~

 

 

Carrying words with paper bag

I don’t buy them

I don’t even sell them

Behind bars of mind just 

    cell

        them

With my pen in hand

This a paper which turn to be 

slaughterhouse

Cutting vowels and alphabets

They bleeding senses smell,touch and hearing,

Broken hearts I stitch them with vowels and wrap them with the bandish of alphabets,

Freeway mind

                   with cameras of senses

Taking pictures from the traffic of words

Mindless behavior I am just a cure as soon as my words occurs

With your eyes you touch them plus memorizing them with eyes.

Soul restaurant feeding the souls just like birds over branches of trees looking at the world feeding each other

Rhymes and rhythms of our hearts

        under a sunshine heat

           burning bad woods to spread fire of poetry I am Lyrical Assassin

                                    m

                                 a

                             z

                         i

                     n

                 g

 

DaSoulstriker-Abi-BlaQ

 

IGCINA PROD-:06|04|2013

 

JOZI POET ART WORK INC

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