Mark Anthony Bartolo Poet Nonet

My Daily Blues

My yearning keeps fading and fading.
Maybe I’m just too degrading,
Or I always fail to please
The sighing talking tease.
I sense smiling lips,
Smell of tulips,
However,
Clever?
Not!!!!

Well,
Maybe
Those I see
Are silhouettes
Of true souls I met.
Maybe there’s a reason
I’ve no ardor this season.
Could it be that my long lost soul
Is yet to be found and in control?

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Sara Kendrick December 23, 2020 at 9:47 AM Good winning work. It has good flow and rhyme as well. Congrats. Sara

William Kelii Kekaula December 21, 2020 at 6:46 PM Nice rhyming! Thank you for sharing a wondrous part of yourself, Mark, my compliments on your honorable placement, Aloha! William