Dec 082011
Do you remember as much’
As I do?
In the time of myth
How we used to bask
Under the bright moon
The memory of childhoodness
Still fresh like yesterday…
Sadly!
The flourish Culture of yesteryear
Has faded anoon
Oh! then-
Under a pregnant Kola Tree
Sweet tales were told-by aged tongues
Whilst the young ears calm and listen
I remember the Pluto scenes
Under a generous moon-light
Back-when gods were still gods..!!
Yes! Then;
We circled round the Jupiter
The stars admires us
As we gather clothe-less in tranquil numbers
Hands across pure shoulders
Toes abridge each other
Like peers of same mother
And together we sing in lullaby!
Sadly the flourish culture of yester years has faded anoon!
ayuba jamiu (c) 2011
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ayooba @poeticlicence
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good! few typos though
great work of art!
keep it up
That picture…first time I saw it a couple of years back it freaked me out. But now…relating it to this poem…it makes most of the sense in the world.
Nice.
Nice one…
Some of the imagery went over my head, like the Pluto scene? But overall, it’s OK.
Thank you
That picture na ritual things o
@Kaycee..you got my ribs
Just depiction
Ñîçê péòm
Thanks @reader