Tales Of Moonlight I Poem by Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson

Let me hear those tales like as of the fairy tale
Drawn under the light of the moon never for sale
When life seem so pale
With blazing angst like hail
Seeking those smiles of peace; when life
Spent in the day presents nothing but strife
To hear the metal gong sound
Laughing over the myth of legendary with smiles that know no bound
And joy circulating all round
The bosom of my bored rest in which of me is found
A blazing passion for such tales to ease the day
And the trodden paths of my hectic today
Draw me in the way
To have my rest in the dreamland straight away.