Half man half ink
Half man half pink
Half man: happy
Half man: sadly
Smile of a wailing moon makes a man
Nappy like cocoa leaves wand
A magic In June's rain

Half man: half half
He Whistles pain and hails a land
Where darkness shreds lights
Into tiniest dims!
Into silent hynms
Our Unsung virgins had memorized
Till each pink becomes a Nun.
We turn to God,
Before we turn to God
But Lot's wife turned to salt


Trying to complete a poetic work but am stucked on the 4th line... Looking for good poets to paints an imagery picture

Reading your diary
and still on page 3 MMotimo

devlishGINGER:
) MMotimo

Happy reading