Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Sing Poet, Sing

Sing me a poem to conjure up love's soul
Liberated spirit reaching seventh heaven
Imploring higher authorities in sole control
To touch heart's most obscurely kept sin

Sing me a poem spooking fantasy's haven
Into nocturnal pathways concealed within
Brain cells where sinful lust plants dreams
Executed by insomnia's seductive charms

Sing me a poem for perception's schemes
Empowering minds, individuality, variety
Challenging changes' provocative alarms
Matters it not the size of savage adversity

Sing me a poem energizing major humor
Right into laugher's rhapsodic kingdom
Where smile's exulting pride is no rumor
And happiness obligates sunsets to hide

Sing me a poem, versifier of this kingdom
Muse's inspiration must trave worldwide
Transporting motivation beneath her wings
To fuel today's hope, aspiring tomorrow too

Sing me a poem, freedom blooms in springs
Conquering rebellious hearts, lonely and sad
From scandalous memory's wicked voodoo
Proving that man's independence isn't so bad
So sing poet, sing

Rapadoo O