Floribraska Street is My Street “Poetry”

The sun comes with no warning in Tampa
The average man on streets is always drunk
The Floribraska street is the literary sensation
In these streets lives artists, musicians, poets and writers
The artists remains drunk with their art all night long
Politics and philosophy is discussed in middle of night
Homeless people lives here
Their homes are in each other’s hearts
They don’t care where you from
The street welcomes every starving artists
So many souls share their passions
So many souls in their pains
So many stories I get to write
It is heaven for someone to know ins and outs of American way of life
How can such a place exist?
Is this a miracle?
These people are homeless but their hearts are full of love
Better than those who are not homeless
I find them more human than any average human
Where m I?
A dream perhaps with in a dream
A life of danger and excitement
In the lowest condition a man can be
In the highest condition a man can be
A fire burns in my heart now
Words come like magic
Unstoppable are my words it will conquer the world
Words with words I will change my world
Every night I have to get up and write
Indomitable poetic energy
Creativity is on the streets
I learn creativity is privilege of no one
Creativity is free
Creativity is in the air
Creativity is in the debates we have
Creativity is everywhere
So much creativity that I cannot handle
I lord! Either give me more words or take my life away
O just can’t stop writing
I am coming to bring a revolution into the literary world
Your words have painted a vivid picture….
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Thanks for the compliments just trying to be a poet
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