I sent a prayer up,
Reply never came down.
May be dreams escaped my sleep,
And the lotto ticket
Just another piece of paper
In the morning.
O’ wait,
I have not checked
The results yet.
The dream can live on
For a few more moments,
But the coffee calls.
Now only if I can leave
The warmth of the bed.
Peace made an exit
When greed entered,
And prayers remained
Unanswered.
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Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.
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Loved this part, PB:
“I have not checked
The results yet.
The dream can live on
For a few more moments”
I sometimes put off checking the news so my dream can live on a little longer.
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yeah, but the sad part is that then I forget.
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I just had a wonderful break through with a family situation, but my dream for my country is sadly unfulfilled. Still praying. 😀 Perhaps you can be blessed by the fulfillment of my prayers. We will see before long. Good night and sweet dreams.
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Good night Oneta.
Glad for the good news about your family situation
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Such a beautiful poem – greed destroys all prayers
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Thank you. Greed is the name of our existence.
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True my friend
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The ghost of autocorrect changed “bane” to “name”. What he did not realize that his prank did not change the meaning much. 😀
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Haha. 😃
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