my name is poet…

Poetic License: an Introduction to my Heart

My name is Poet

The mirror replies,
They call you Poet, are you any good?
Tell me where did you study?

I have never studied Poetics
I do not want to write words, I want to free them

My image lectures,
You could never call yourself a poet without studying the literary philosophy,
the knowledge of the basic principles, the forms and techniques.

I am what I am being… and bro what you just said had no flow.
I am what I am Being…
I’m just simply aware of darkness in Life that is slowly becoming a new language.

My reflection,
You are not even fit to be called a Poetaster.

What?
Poetaster is somebody who writes bad poetry.
Like me… I am badass ain’t I?
Yes, Like you… Aren’t you what?
Who came up with that word anyway? It leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
It has no flow. And yeah ain’t I badass?

I would not mind having a Poetic License to be bad.
That would be what you call Poetic Justice
That would be a fitting punishment or was that reward?
Only fate knows for sure. Besides…Ain’t I Bad? Ain’t I Black? Ain’t I Fine as Wine?
Don’t I shine and glow when I rhyme and flow?

I write words
Because pain makes me a little poesy sometimes
Because women look rosy to me all the times

Who is your favorite poet?
Too close to call, Life kinda tied with Miss Angelou

So you’re not a poet?
I never said I was… I said “My name is Poet.” Ain’t I Ghetto?
We name ourselves after what is denied us in the Ghetto.
I’m an artist… a painter… I love color, and today I just want to share my Heart.
I am Leonardo De La Ghetto, just tryin’ to have a goodtime.

I just want to bleed hard and write prose poems
Bleed enough to influence and understand the Soul of Love
Language is not enough to explain my Love, so sometimes I must paint.

Who is your favorite painter?

God

Have you seen his work?
All I can say is damn just to see the universe arise.
I would plagiarize all his shit if he was a poet.

So you go to Church?
Life is my church…
Love is my religion…
Pain is my gospel…
She is my qu’ran…
God is my Heart.

I do not wish to question myself anymore
Just let me
Just let me be
Just let be
Just Me

My name is Poet
Take me as I am or leave me be
I am as it was written

My name is Poet