Yenaros' mix of lyricism, detail, and style is a dangerous poetic force to be reckoned with.
Smoke and Mirrors XD
It took me a long time to finally get some recognition
For putting the keys in the ignition
For lyrical and rhyming poetry again.
In fact, it took me years.
To figure out what kind of flow I needed
To get the attention
Of my friends and family.
Now, I’m getting mentions.
I like to make words themselves
Shake with fear
When people read the
Text that I had the audacity to
Put on paper.
The words smack my readers
People say that my stanzas are weird
And don’t follow the correct format.
They say that my energy is almost as unnecessary
As a leap year.
They want me to be boring
With words that ignore
My passions just to satisfy someone’s opinion
That came before me.
I don’t like poetry that makes
People snore like Shakespeare’s old English,
Which is why I’ve explored
Into my own version of poetry.
Now, my words are soaring
As I pour
My soul into my craft.
Now, I’m restoring
Eyes to the genre.
I’m having a lot of success
For a man that doesn’t write correctly.
Call it a double entendre.
I said that I’d change the game and
I can live up to the montre.
This beef that I have with the critics
Goes beyond a
Single negative comment.
I Consider my work to be a Ferrari F50
In a sea of Hyundai Elantras.
People tried to repo my style
To the point where I was going to
Abandon my passion.
But not something I’m fond of.
People claim to have your back these days
Only to fall for the drama.
One day the world looks like paradise and
The next it’s old Rwanda.
I’ve been waiting for the day where
People try to challenge me with their words.
If they have smoke, I say bring it.
I hope they wanna.
If they want to see heat, I’ll make
It hot like a sauna.
These poems that I’ve done already are just
The tip of the iceberg.
I can write from here to Ghana.
I don’t have to curse and burst
With rage to get my point across
Because the truth brings people
The most trauma.
© 2019 Yenaros