
streetlight, skylight
one is a thing
one is a living
both of them, gives light
in the dark, right?
lights of fun
gives flash, in eyes of human
some are attractive
some are relaxive
letting you, in a pin
lights of spheres
stop us, in tears
one is for evening
one is for morning
ray light, over clouds of darkness
both gives bright
in the dark meadow
if they are not in head
we just like
a living dead
poem by:
wilbert "boykembot" ting















1 comment:
yes... i invented or made a poem not discovered it...
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