PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Maybe like me,

your inner red fluid

rushes faster than light,

mind settles down and comes to a halt,

throws its blanket on the grass,

observes the river banks,

open its basket with treats,

enjoys a beautiful picnic,

as it glances the sun been tug away,

maybe is due to the way it can rest,

when it hears the crickets sing,

the winds breeze, softly settling within,

an emotion to proceed and expand the ticks of time,

for is the only calming place,

where fatigue and rage,

are no where in close range,

maybe is the simple words

tried to be comical jokes,

just to see what would come next,

with a smile within,

laugh and say

you such a dork see what I mean,

or simply is the beats of the heart,

making your eyes open up,

cause is so loud,

I have to wait till it slow down,

so I can go to bed,

simple in my view,

is a friendly connection,

how we can understand each other,

simply who we are,

two crazy brothers,

from other mothers,

different blood,

but our beats from our hearts,

connect us as one

-che