the work of this young artist who goes by the name of Poet Picasso.
Life and death,
Love and hate,
Heaven and hell!
Poetry is everything I've seen.
The past and the future I draw.
For better or for worse
it is the letter of my law.
Harshly covers,
swallows all my enemies
while gently touching all my friends.
The coveted origin of my beginning,
ongoing and has no end.
The capacity to forge
a working or worked experience
into a motivating creation,
poetry is focus,
coherent delivery, concentration.
Composed and calculated
from a thought or conclusion ...
can arise from chaos or confusion,
imagination or illusion,
can open a door easily
or make an unwanted intrusion.
The exhibition of an attitude.
The start ... heart of a moment,
The explosion of a soul
unchained and outspoken!
