When the sun rises
Bright from the east horizon
With light as beautiful as yellow
We from the east play our drums
When the night comes
It is dark and silent
That is when the gods dance
On the morrow a new sun rise
When the sun rises
Hope for a brighter day is born
The gods are beautiful
We dance from sunrise to sunset
The dance of the sun
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chisom
oooo…pretty…strike that…beautiful.
was so moonlight-ish and i loved it.
simply beautiful.
downloading already…u get full credits my lady!
thank you dear
Wow! This is definitely lovely…chiseled in my mind already. Wonder if I can do that moondance thingy….?
thank you.. you can do it if u r from the east or maybe red indian… just we do it one way or the other.
I like it too.
thank you
Simple appreciation of the sun.
Well done!!!
thank you alot lawal
This poem is as beautiful as the sun.
Great job!
thank you Rhema
The very first stanza snagged my heart, lovely lines all through.
thank you joo!
Dancia dey go jo!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Niceeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
thanx!
…and when night falls, our hearts shall forever remember the drumbeats of life…
bless you!
Good poetry…good.
thanx joo! and blessed.