So many great people
I see everyday
Writing their opuss
In a very good way
Some are so great
I like to read
These people are awesome
Amazing indeed
They spend all their time
It has to be done
Writing their opuss to reach number one
Today I am glad
I'm part of that line
For my poems you've liked
I'm now number 9
This feeling is awesome
This feeling is great
To get any further
I'll be patient and wait
Your feedback helps mort understand what's working
Genuine chatty man... Kik - madmorts
My personal achievement. Within Opussia I'm believing. I'm dreaming what I'm feeling. I'm feeding what I'm seeing. One hundred poems penned. A hundred slivers of soul sent.
In search of the perfect rhyming cypher, Alluding to illusions of confusion, For the readers to decipher.
I have to admit I am not a cat lover, But have thrown myself into this writing endeavour. As much as I can't stand the furry things, When this app meows, I admit my heart sings.
Ok, so Opuss has been in my life for 6 months now, so I hereby dedicate his poem to Opuss, and everyone within.
I can't believe it's been a year, Of poetry and songs, Of novels, stories, sonnets, rhymes, There have been rights and wrongs.
Uninspired to make a poem. Nothing seems to conger up. But then I read through my dash once more. Oh the amazing poems, the story's, the everything in-between, Every last one.
What is this number that I've reached.
Hey you Yes you You are part of Opuss Aren't you.
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