Scattered notes from the passive mind,
re-analysed with blissful anticipation,
searching for descriptive ways to be defined.
Imaginative pebble paths give me temptation,
luring my instincts in like a curious cat in the night,
a sinful soul hidden within a blooming carnation.
There are many ways to catch a spark through spite,
I refuse to abandon my kind, gentle morale,
to become a puppet amongst those who refuse to contrite.
When respecting the masterpieces - no matter how small,
fuel awarded amusements I begin to rope in,
leave me crawling but never let me fall.
Cheering, motivation, intelligence and motion,
satisfactions fills me when my eyes are open.
Sep 2, 2018
Sep 2, 2018 at 5:37 AM UTC
Scattered notes from the passive mind,
re-analysed with blissful anticipation,
searching for descriptive ways to be defined.
Imaginative pebble paths give me temptation,
luring my instincts in like a curious cat in the night,
a sinful soul hidden within a blooming carnation.
There are many ways to catch a spark through spite,
I refuse to abandon my kind, gentle morale,
to become a puppet amongst those who refuse to contrite.
When respecting the masterpieces - no matter how small,
fuel awarded amusements I begin to rope in,
leave me crawling but never let me fall.
Cheering, motivation, intelligence and motion,
satisfactions fills me when my eyes are open.
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