My Mood Poem by G. Akanji Olaniyi

My mood is scarlet
Divine joy descended in large of many a packet
I can even play the ball with the racket
My excitement is bound in a bracket
And can never be covered in a blanket
I refuse it to be carried in a basket
I will put it on like a jacket

My mood is my attire
Wearing it, I will never tire
Having it on will not make me retire
Never think that I am in a ring of satire
Look closely you will see the fire
Your curiosity can never purchase with many a lire

My mood shall shine, henceforth
In front of me, it shall go forth
It shall look for its worth
And thereby multiply its worth
Then returns and comes forth

My mood shall never dwindle
In its multiples, I will use to paddle
It will be my pony that I will saddle
It goes on and on, but never unaware of its cradle

My mood is very strong
It can never go wrong
It will last for many seasons very long

My mood is for all
Stretching outwards to everyone and all

My mood is for me, yet very generous! ! !