lol. We are jealous, but Its a good kind that only turns sour if our work is unappreciated and despised.
Just like you've said, 'simple' is relative, and as an artist, its joy knowing that everyone can see 'themselves' in your work, not necessarily what is portrayed.
Sharing poetry with you sir, is an honor, so I extend this to everyone on this platform.
I'd love to read your book...
p.s.: This poem is raw and I have done some modifications after posting. I'd also like this esteemed community to comment on how I can make it better.
I appreciate the edit, but it would have been okay to share as it was. The edit is perfect too.
Thanks Babafemi Ajakaiye. I would like to showcase your poem in the next edition. Can you also send me your preferred picture and a link to something you do or social profile?
If music be the food of love…
He struck the cord…..
Then It began;
--indent--
the rapid pattering of the dancers’ feet
the sensual sways of the hands to the beat
the hums that are too beautiful to speak, yes, to speak
the short bursts of claps that sounds bleak…in the noise
(new verse)
the dancers heard the cord
as it called through the winds so still
filled with emotions, pure like new birth
they headed, pattering their feet to sweet melody
(new verse)
swaying rhythmically to the harmony,
they locked hands, even locked hearts
solacing in the smooth do-mi-fa cadence
for in each other’s arms, do they find solace
--line break--
He struck the cord…
(new verse)
Words became deeds
As realities join the troupe in rhythm
With hums that seem discordant, yet powerful
And emotions rise in fallacious crescendo
(new verse)
In the coda, its quiet, quite quiet
You can hear the heart speak
You can feel the gentle monster
You can love, and love more
--line break--
Then, he struck the cord…
(new verse)
The dancers are filled with a burst
Of newness and everything but lust
As they freestyle to the joyful acoustic
Locked together in eternal bliss
(new verse)
The music goes on and on
Rising rhythmically and falling high
Luring dancers far and wide
Played by the incessant musician: life
This one really clangs my head. It's a confidently written poem. 🚀
Wow,
Its actually a simple poem.
Its 2 people falling in love, and facing all the issues of life.
They eventually weathered the storm and continued in their love.
Something signals the need for love,
we act on this and get into relationships,
it sometimes, is not what it seems,
we take time to listen to our relationship
and time can heal all hurt.
This is superb. Poetry is funny, it makes things look simple.
It makes complex thinking become simple thinking.
Now that you are here, you are beginning to see how it feels like.
You just can’t do without adding a spicy of simile or metaphor into your daily conversations.
Sometimes, I feel like I do too much of sharing poems, because I’m jealous of it.
But there is a better kind of love in sharing.
I wrote a book titled Poems of Passion And All Kinds Of Love. The volume 1–debut!!!
lol. We are jealous, but Its a good kind that only turns sour if our work is unappreciated and despised.
Just like you've said, 'simple' is relative, and as an artist, its joy knowing that everyone can see 'themselves' in your work, not necessarily what is portrayed.
Sharing poetry with you sir, is an honor, so I extend this to everyone on this platform.
I'd love to read your book...
p.s.: This poem is raw and I have done some modifications after posting. I'd also like this esteemed community to comment on how I can make it better.
I appreciate the edit, but it would have been okay to share as it was. The edit is perfect too.
Thanks Babafemi Ajakaiye. I would like to showcase your poem in the next edition. Can you also send me your preferred picture and a link to something you do or social profile?
Ok boss. I mean that the version posted here is raw, unedited, straight from my medulla to this platform.
I have the edited form but I have not shared it yet.
Can I do a private message to you?
Blooms fast, happily gone?
New Year.....lol
Hahaha, why did you say New year? And if you can share it on the latest post, that would be great too.
every smile has its meaning
and every song it's lyrics
for as the moon has the sun to give it light
so does the stars trust the galaxies to hold them tight
Surely, The Rain needs the sun to evaporate it's pour
The cloud, a light to make it bright.
the Galaxy is constullation of bodies
each serving a unique purpose
take for example:
The distance between earth and sun is enormous
yet, Earth needs the sun to light it's evergreen forests.
it's amazing how we all exist in separate bodies,
yet we need one another morethan we know
this is also seen between two hearts beating distinctively
yet they cluster together to form a union called love
we are both two separate beings
melted into one big body...
called love!
#Poetic_Rascal
Love it