my inner beastA Poem by arthur kabelo
#Wats with me
Rili wats with me???? am i beast or a feast???? somtyms it feels like im~ in a battle Were i hav to throw fist or become a feast for thy hu doth challenge me. But most of the time i find myslf in a battle with my inner beast...... Who wants to be released before i become a feast....... Somtimes it feels like im using my imotions as a shield, but my unner beast rips through the shield with its steel fist like my shield is made out of led...... It doth manage to rip my emotions apart with its iron fist. But my point is the beast will manage to set its self free to consume the meal. Coz it fight to win..... It fight like its fightin for the last meal on earth.... It will fight like its the battle btwin the westside v.s eastside. Were only the best will walk out nd lead the rest........ Were the finish line is out of reach but never out of site..... Were seeeing the final battle was dream.... But walkin out winner was a goal ...... which the inner beast doth acheive....... © 2014 arthur kabelo |
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Added on November 18, 2014 Last Updated on November 18, 2014 Authorarthur kabelojohannesburg, soweto, South AfricaAboutArthur Selela, from South Africa. I like poetry it's one of many ways to express my thoughts about what I see, hear, read, imagine and more other stuff. more..Writing
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