I
The cricket sings
In the arms of darkness
The same darkness
Which makes beings sleep
II
The bat sees clear
In the time of darkness
The same darkness
Which blinds beings
III
Might be good for you
But not be good for me
Might be a blessing for her
But no blessing for him
IV
While one flourishes
Another flops
At a time
An un-rhymed living in rhyme
God’s exciting creation
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014

4 replies on “AN UN-RHYMED LIVING IN RHYME”
I can no longer endure the pain.
It’s been 4 years.
Do you not keep track of your pain?
You are the Ultimate of Love deniers.
You are yet of the Devil.
I hate you.
All your desire.
I hate this of you.
Good bye.
Live in your chosen HELL.
I commit myself
to haunting you.
You don’t get shit!!
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Well, I allow it all but ‘shit’ attached to me in any way. I think you need to watch your language on my blog. Thanks for understanding. I won’t take the message too personal because I’ve rejected many, and I know I may regret in future but I’ll choose what my heart and head choose. So I’ll never be haunted or feel haunted by a disgruntled rejected lover. 🙂 Blessings, I hope you find peace.
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Then goodbye
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Wow! I can’t understand you one bit. My words are what I feel, trust trust, not directed at anyone.
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