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Secrets unveiled

Secrets unveiled He stands over the baby’s crib looking down Waves of emotions try to make him drown He looks with eyes he thought he could never own A everlasting us has now been born, he’s no longer alone He is in love with his child, his seed, his baby And this is that kind…

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Poem: Never Ending Story

Here is this months poem, a new one straight from that little dark place in my head. I promise you, the next one will be a happy one. Because I just reread what I posted online, and dude I seem MAD emotional. So the next month will be a happy one, but for now here is the mind of Vino Venitas.

Poem: Can You Hear Him?

This was a poem I wrote for Cinnamon Wednesdays. The theme of the night was Africa, and so I wrote a poem about Africa. This was a crowd participation poem, so the freedom needs to be screamed by the audience. But in this case the one screaming will have to be YOU. Remember that when you read it. And make sure you enjoy it.

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Poem: I love Poetry

Since I never repeat my poetry, if you miss a performance, then you will miss that poem. To balance it out, I will post all the poems I perform right here. This is a poem I performed at poetry circle Nowhere. I wrote this after I was approached to do a show AFTER my performance. So I felt like thanking poetry, and here it is.