Jump into the jungle
of uncontrolled words
You are not a birthday cake
in a shape of Mickey Mouse
Smash the mold on the wall
let the art be what it was
before the humans invented locks
Enjoy this fresh beat
turn off the set heat
choose the color of the breeze
don't let others intervene
get wild and set the scene
of uncontrolled words
You are not a birthday cake
in a shape of Mickey Mouse
Smash the mold on the wall
let the art be what it was
before the humans invented locks
Enjoy this fresh beat
turn off the set heat
choose the color of the breeze
don't let others intervene
get wild and set the scene
Love the sentiment of this briskly flavored poetry
ReplyDeleteThank you very much! :)
Deleteyep tell those critics, art is how we feel and no matter what they think
ReplyDeleteThank you! :) Yes of course, I write for my readers and for myself, not to impress critics. :)
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