Not a savage

at times it seems I am  a savage

when I express my emotion with this poetic lines

if you look at my history you’ll find out

my heart is more warmer than summer afternoon

my words like soft tunes

been played by the strings of relaxation

sang by the sweet rhyme voices of birds

oceans words mixed with mermaids songs

step to dreams in seconds

fly above the skies

why bring down the stars?

if I have them by my side

no need to pull the moon

with your glow I can see everything

including a ghost

simply like everyone else

I also get tossed into that place to the unknown

I to feel pain, shed tears in the rain,

try to find a way to escape

when the ink of my thoughts

seems to not be able to cooperate

yet in my sane mode

express my heart with visual words

make them dance like bailarinas to the nutcracker song

firmly and without harm within your heart

regaining thoughts in mind

that term used to show some bond

for now seems to be gone

so mind unable to collaborate

so the sweetness of the candy now is raw

in due time, once again

travel back to my old days

mind and heart to collaborate

rhymes and words that hopefully may rest

softly in your chest

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