A POET IS A MIRACLE...

A poet is a Miracle
And so is the Poetess too.
For how can one build an edifice with Just a word or two.
Lines upon lines,
Words and words again,
Letters on letters
He binds them on fetters
With exquisite hands he sews
Words he sows
like tiny little seeds
Until they become a hue of similar shades
And a harmonized splash of rhyming rays.
He uncoats words
and undresses verses
His thoughts flows in rhymes
and he reasons in rhythms
His dictions has no restrictions
For he is the god of words
And like God
He creates forms from nothing until nothing becomes
something our eyes can imagine,
he sees through the lenses
that only poets eyes sees and senses
I should have been in the sciences
But when I drank the poets portion
I lost that direction
and I lost my senses
for I became possessed with words
and the fire of poetry burned my soul
A poet is a miracle
And so is the poetess too.

                           Written by Olives Azubuike
                            Edited by I. Okechukwu