Category : Poems

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I
To all sparky Sanguines,
Sailing your path to raptures of laughter,
Floating in the ocean of emotions,
You call this a Play on Words,
I call it Poetic Psalms.
II
To all Rocky Cholerics,
Who sojourns in the world beyond,
Drowning in the pit of instant decisions,
Whose spirit moves like a flame in an open space,
Summoning the waves of the night to bid its tides,
You call this Fiction,
I call it an Historical Farce.
III
To all Martin Melancholies,
Who dines in the realm of dirges,
Swaying yet with a heart of sorrow,
Whose muses inspire an hue of sadness,
Yet singing the dreadful hymns which you call Eulogy,
But i call it Poetic Curse.
IV
To Philip Phlegmatics,
Who flows in the calmness of his nature,
Whose natural self glows in the dark,
Counting every steps in manner of its occurrence,
Dancing to all beats in the realm of their rhythms.
You may ALL choose to call this Human Differences,
But i will call it Four Shades Of Temperaments.
. 
Thomas Oluwatosin
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