a tone of joy
even in mundane
but your words give life to a living being
a soul to enjoy
sweet words always ring
above all the world is
and should be,
if not ought to be
made by strings of human
as human as you
and friend of all Neopoets
yes so true ..
its been long since we spoke
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hey, thanks
Good to have sparked off another poem
it is like fireworks on an otherwise quiet, uneventful night.
Thanks for sharing.
another one i composed but saved it ere the lightening
when one has a hidden matchbox
sparks are bound to spark
and when they ignite another
so many, my, my sparks ....
can you count them???
glad we spoke
howz the sparking going??
bang blast
my what was that a heavenly explosion
out of vision
under the cover of darkness
the world was lit sparkling
who was it??
but you.......
a brilliant but temporary fire
no matter how many matchsticks may conspire,
a bigger fire they accomplish but still temporary
for when the phosphorous runs out, so do they.
Likewise, my sparks are a snuffing that douses
the flames of my inward parts and desires.
One day I shall be found out for what I truly am
a mere vessel that clangs & reverberates when struck.
empty vessela mere vessel that clangs & reverberates when struck
then din dang wowowww
lucy man!
Hmm
Definitely empty vessels!
make much noise,,if
both are of the same kind hahahhaaa thanks effy