GOOD NIGHT (for Amaogu Charity)
Close your eyes, let yourself dream
Blend with imagination like air and steam
View for yourself illumination's beam
Play beneath your shut eyes like a film
The tresses of delight doth our souls find
As we dwell in the comfort zones of our mind
These nightly visions do deny the title 'blind'
And I hope you find you your dream, one of a kind.
GOOD MORNING (for me)
Gone are night crawlers of old
So is twillight's bold spray of gold
Sky's motifs of silhouettic moulds
Dote a day of a thousand folds
The quotidian routine starts on my bed
Thoughts to fend fill my head
I lift an arm, it weighs like lead
But work is the means to a desired end.
Ara 'deinde
November 2014
Close your eyes, let yourself dream
Blend with imagination like air and steam
View for yourself illumination's beam
Play beneath your shut eyes like a film
The tresses of delight doth our souls find
As we dwell in the comfort zones of our mind
These nightly visions do deny the title 'blind'
And I hope you find you your dream, one of a kind.
GOOD MORNING (for me)
Gone are night crawlers of old
So is twillight's bold spray of gold
Sky's motifs of silhouettic moulds
Dote a day of a thousand folds
The quotidian routine starts on my bed
Thoughts to fend fill my head
I lift an arm, it weighs like lead
But work is the means to a desired end.
Ara 'deinde
November 2014
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