Sudden words of me

...My passion is beyond measures,
...for expression and clarity,
...i speak in poetic terms,
...narrate my stories poetically,
...in every moments of the day,
...numerous titles flashed before me,
...in a glance sending me out of pulsive tears,

...What life really meant is in my written diaries,
...of collections of poetry i wrote.
...i laboured on with titles filling through my reminder,
...and almost loosing my communication with my wife.
...That's when i bable in it....pray in it,
...then wander in its beauty,like i'm on a,
...desert of lost.

...I did,it has taken toll of my entity,
...what an expression of feelings.
...More than a million of gift,
...as far my flow drops down on my piece,
...of stencil,my joy comes like a rain.

...Lessen this spirit of me,
...my wordings are after me,
...pounding through my zealous mind,
...do not throw me in confussion of insanity,
...but i live in it like my cloth,
...just when my last articles promolgated,
...lasting memory of poetic flow,
...that printed my name in a sand of time in my,
...counrty floated melody of me,
...May God have mercy on me.