Red By:Lito Rastu(My pen name? Get it, if you don't, say it fast, and what word it sounds like . It’s that or Lito Jastro) What secrets will you utter tonight or will your moribund wish bring you to light? Greetings, to all you literary ghosts patiently haunting old reams of text. Buried stories speak from every page whispering loudly throughout the age. Shall we kiss the lips of a princess burning forever in eternal flames of love? Or perhaps tonight we’ll explore the stars, or inhabit ageless scrolls stored in clay jars. Your stories are way more intoxicating than my fueling bouts of imagination. It’s your ancient wisdom that I find wafting into my superfluous mind. Come now, my faithful friends, and fill me up for I wish to feast upon your words.
Wow,its good!I don't really understand since I'm not a poetic person,but this kind of work,is something that I can't ever come up with. By the way."sounds lime"?I don't get it.
That's a well written poem. Last bit is the best. (Anand writes it down for local poetry comp, not plagiarism..)
