Setting: The Poetry Zone (Facebook)
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(Enter Lohian and Ojo)
Lohian: Dear poets, what are you waiting for?
Post your poems.
Ojo: I am waiting for the voice of nature to
to awake sleeping pen.
Lohian: Sleeping pen with it's dreamy ink!
Ojo: The cloud is heavy and nature seems to
be silent to the plight of my pen
Lohian: But, I mean pen is poet and ink is nature!
or vice versa
Ojo: Yes, but the pen cannot hear the voice of the nature.
And the nature quiet to the state of my pen.
Oh, when we, the dream, come to an end and
I’ll be await to reality...
Lohian: Let clouds hang on… the sky hold it for a purpose... perhaps …
It knows ... when poetry in you rains!
Ojo: Ah, time is on the race. A journey no man can stop.
What purpose? What purpose?
Can some one speak to my hear?
Lohian: Read the new post of Mutiu… the clouds started splashing
down!
(Enters The Jungle Poet)
JunglePoet: Having done with teaching work,
So I entered Poetry Zone -
Just to feel the lyric hands
And at least relieve my mind -
Lohian calls for poets to ink
and alerts their minds to flow
but it seems Ojo denies
to at worst release a line...
Lohian calls the Muse to rain
for Ojo to drive his mind
to regain his lyric inks
and display the lyric signs -
but it seems Ojo denies...
to recall the lyric signs...
Help Ojo to ink a line;
Call Ojo to check my signs;
Feed Ojo with lyric bread;
Ask Ojo to shake his head -
Then I think his mind will grow
and display a lyric show...
:D :D :D :D :D!
(exits Ojo)
Lohian: :) It seems Adediji Oluwadamilare Ojo disappeared
in cloud in search of rain of poetry.
Thanks, Thejunglepoet.
JunglePoet: Warmly welcome!
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