Hello everyone in the wonderful hive blockchain. I hope you're all doing well and enjoying the weather wherever you are. Welcome to another edition of the creative Sunday.
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Thinking about what to write today was indeed a difficult one for me,I could neither cook nor draw because I wasn't inspired to do both and I was on the verge of giving up on the idea for a creative Sunday until the sun rose from the east..
East is my favorite angle in the four cardinal points. I thought deeply and I couldn't find any creativity in me and I went to the Neoxian city.
The city of the gifted, the city of the blessed, the city where there is unlimited self discovery talent, we become a city member and in exchange we give voice to our inner creativity and then we become multiplied and fully utilized.
I was on my own and then the lightning of the poem struck me all thanks to the dragon of the Neoxian city.
The poem is based on the lack of doot( giveaway) and I was forced to write on my pain and hunger for the dragon touch and with this my hunger and thirst for writing this poem was brought alive.
Lo and behold I am here writing in full motivation and hunger for the dragon doot and with this I might be lucky to get it soon.
This is my POEM, it is a poem about my craving for the dragon's 100 PERCENT VOTE..
HUNGER AND THIRST FOR THE DRAGON’s BLESSINGS
When will I loot the doot?
When will I enjoy the mighty Dragon’s blessings?
When looters are always there to loot.
When will I enjoy the dragon's doot?
When the great Neoxian city peeps, never sleep.
I yearn for the Dragon’s gift
My hands are wildly open
Open to hold that which I cherish
Open to the Dragon’s blessings
That puts a big smile on faces
The crying room is a nice place to be,
It is a place to pour it all out
The salty tears that wet my eyeballs
A place to cry out your pain
Time out! Time out! Time out
I want to be in the laughing room
Laughing room? The looting room I say
The sweet-scented place where looters stay.
I want to wine and dine with looters
As long as there’s life, there’s hope
As long as the great Neoxian city exist
As long as the mighty Dragon lives
I’m hopeful and one day I’ll loot the doot.
Thanks for reading.