Wake Up O Poet Poet Me Poem by me poet yeps poet
Wake Up O Poet Poet Me
I just drew number seven of hearts
each one at a time
I was so sleepy
Slept at five
the sun was up in the
Western heaven
I saw my hand
I had already
a set of clubs three
what significance
had it for me
TWENTY ONE PLUS 9 MAKES THIRTY
(21 plus 9 adds up to 30=3)
it's a number assigned to creativity
Number seven kept coming to me
I was so groggy
couldn't get up from dreaming
I was still composing
beyond seven and three
nothing could I see.
My body was not reacting
Wake up said she
I got up now its ten
dark heaven
be glad still
alive is Poet Me
HIGH ALLLL....ALL POETS HEAR your brush pens across my mind...colours divine... when you come to walk my page... holding hands all know ALL POETS HERE... I am in good ones- for all times and to be a poet the likes of thee... I will keep it all along in my mind...you make me search stars in the galaxy w....here one day we all will be..now all know it including ye a distant memory
this one is like a lease of LIFE SIMILAR situation of poetry do enjoy it please thnx
A poem composed in my DREAM Second such one ever.believe me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/18/2024 1:36:54 AM # 1.0.0.1119
no one read this yet they made a you tube of it deserves to be read and commentd thanks next first one in advance