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Netashi

Greatest weapon

Theta was here, it was a cloudy day and yet so warm and comfy the couch felt like a cloud and the blanket felt like a shield from the world.

 

  • A click from a finger or dragging of lead which ever you may choose

Writing and creation is something to partake in an idea you must amuse

  • Invention is a shard hot and ready to beautifully combust

It keeps life from becoming extremely dull and more robust

  • Click clack while the creator types, scra sings the pencil on the paper

Productivity is an addiction for the literate we can sleep when we die later

  • Blooming into ourselves and into the captains of craftsmanship

For we craft art & our souls & are satisfied when we sit down & bite our lips

  • We are the pioneers of tomorrow and we also try to make it better

We radiate and try to blind the darkness of life to bring up the weather

  • So lift your weapon of choice and rejoice to go to battle against the world

We are tired of sadness and death so these weapons we will hurl.

 

  • Author: Ernie (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 6th, 2019 11:08
  • Comment from author about the poem: Morning my fellow poets i hope you all have a wonderful day. As always suggestions and feedback is welcomed. - T the scholar
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 11
  • Users favorite of this poem: Fay Slimm.
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  • orchidee

    Good write T.

    • Netashi

      Thank you for the kind words.

    • Fay Slimm.

      Sincere thanks for this cascade of reasons that a real poet has to continue writing....... a medley of feelings inside that daily demand a means of putting words on paper or screen - - your encouraging trumpet of happy encouragement made my fingers itch to begin crafting again today my friend. Into my faves with this piece for sure.

      • Netashi

        I am honored to hear that you enjoyed it Fay.



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