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Underneath the yellow moon

​We laid underneath the yellow moon

Mumbling about the pasts and the soon

Seven pretty jolly good fellows and I….

From wayback, the clean, dirty, bad and good.

We laid, legs out; heads on the woods,

Fused, up the galaxy’s doors we stared,

Listening to the revibrating muted sky…

The feelings were so unexplainable 

Like the eyes that can’t see itself.

Gazing at the sky’s map, arts and lights

Funny, it draws, in all layers of its shelf.

Ooo…. What can be life!!

We laid underneath the yellow moon

Wondering about the rejections of the craft 

Should the Creator…

Had written a proposal for grant;

To create a world so beautify in sight

Sounds, smell, and magically feelings…

Ooo!!!!… 

We laid underneath the yellow moon

Wondering how time is so capable,

Capable of the immeasurable flights….

Our moment met the moons low tune

Where all we shared down previous past

Became unsettled and shed tears down same path

Gushing and Dancing out in memorial honey tour

Surely, we will miss this world when we die.

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4 Comments

  1. Jordy says:

    Wow! This is another great poem of yours! Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu, you are a modern day Shakespeare…. Continue to flourish and may the Almighty God bless your thoughts.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Cordelia Stones says:

    Just saw the link on Facebook and I clicked. This is an amazing piece of poetry. Thumbs up dear. You are gifted.

    Liked by 1 person

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