Mosquito

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    Mosquito

    Death toll rises as it comprises,
    Lethal concoctions of disease
    In gargantuan sizes 

    Corrupter of plasma
    Existing since magma
    No sound in the village
    You have silenced the laughter

    Parasitic host
    No other comes close
    Of all creatures here
    You have killed the most

    Slap! Ouch!
    Your sting hurts darn it!
    Mosquito,I think you are the devil incarnate!

    ~~MLong

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

    MLong’s Poems (10)

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    Mosquito 0
    Bee 0
    In Lieu 0
    Nothing 0
    Wake Up. 0
    My Skin. 0
    The Battle. 0
    The Harvest. 1
    Effect 0
    The Veil. 1