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It is quite true that there is nothing as good as hearing a nice tune and not tasting the saltiness of tears whether it is from your own eyes or the eyes of another. The music that I feature today I owe to Robert Fish.
I have not featured a song from this artist before now. So, it is going to be the first. The title of this one is THE DEVILS TEARS BY ANGUS AND JULIA STONE. You know what…Let’s get into it. I am Abuh Monday Eneojo. I will be your host today.
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Vessel of beauty
Guides men like ships in the night
Oozes sweetness in moonlight
Men like moths to the flame
A blossoming bloom
Attration her game
Wicked love flirtatious romantic
Temptation of dew’s kiss
Like a shower in the rain
You she will gain
POEM BY KARL WOMACK
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May 22, 2021 12:30 pm
Prowling
I see a church with a steeple by The Takeout
Outdoor venue cocoon masks fearing Stakeout
Cold distant growls see the prowl of reality
Your eyes smile, pajama Beast me
Homebound we
We’ll dance to this godsend
to these songs that never end
No, never End
Vessel of beauty
Guides men like ships in the night
Oozes sweetness in moonlight
Men like moths to the flame
A blossoming bloom
Attration her game
Wicked love flirtatious romantic
Temptation of dew’s kiss
Like a shower in the rain
You she will gain
POEM BY KARL WOMACK
Prowling
I see a church with a steeple by The Takeout
Outdoor venue cocoon masks fearing Stakeout
Cold distant growls see the prowl of reality
Your eyes smile, pajama Beast me
Homebound we
We’ll dance to this godsend
to these songs that never end
No, never End
#poetrylovers
One thing that I always cherish in your poem is your diction. Keep it up.
Sphere of beauty
seeks the incomplete
endowed sweet lips
gentle sadness kissed
blush with shame
under a ripple of flame
pierced b your eyes
fallen my heart
holding vigil your tears
sequel of fears
in the tinselly of words
where singing poetry falls.
👏💞🍏
“where singing poetry falls…” via Michelle’s pen. 😍
Baking Darkness Into Light
Will you dance with me
kindness sharing smiles
we’ll find a new world
baking darkness into light.
Chills taste of surreal
stories we’ve written
they sing of love
holding yours in mine.
Like trees standing together
devouring love’s light
we burn thru time
drinking from our souls.
Amazing write really 👌😍
Laughing my hearts out…Mr Bean is so funny. Great write Rob 👏💞
Mr Bean? 😂
Yes Mr Bean…On the sow he was fighting with a fly!
Hi Monday, just listened to the 🎶 and enjoyed it👍😀 ~ Barry
Hi Barry… thanks for checking it out. I’m glad you did