Feel

A mosquito bit me and said something
but it doesn’t know that I am waiting for that sweet nothing

A warm hello’s and sweet good nights whimsical at this hour of life
but they are of sure a romantic melody at this time of elegy and strife

I am not a April fool simple and the guy carefree to say all is cool
a warm thought on a cold mind; a revival from the deadly pool

A feeling fresh; a breeze fresh on dying soul; strange sonnet being sung anew
lots of smiles pushing ahead through many miles; energies full for this life anew

Reviews

[Shannon April Alice]

you are my friend, and you know i love your work...i love your spirit and your generosity to the world even more. im glad we are friends... perhaps that mosquito that bit you... perhaps. Dev, you are one of the kindest souls I know and this is a favorite of mine. sweet and melancholy.

[Stephen]

~~ Very beautiful write ~~ it`s appeared that you`ve been untouched to this site since a long ... probably since a year ... isn`t it? This write`s showing the creations of yous how to express or even convert the feelings ~~ reality in some words ... i`m stunned to read this write. I`m going to read some of yous more stuffs!