Dark In here In my world Ever since you Slipped out of my sight Out there in the Distance, away With thy Light
Light That shone Bright to my Wild blue yonder Like rays of sunshine Parting glowing Clouds on a Sweltering Day
Light Which I Will always Crave perdurably Whilst incandescent Stars seldom dost Shine athwart The night Skies.
(A Series Of Ninette)
A ninette poem is a poem made up of nine lines, each increasing in one syllable, then at the mid point, decreasing again. The first and last word may be the same, antonyms or synonyms.