Have you ever seen a lion in the jungle?
Or a macaw in Amazonia
Have you seen a crocodile in the swamp?
Or a squirrel in the woods
Maybe you saw a whale in the ocean
Or a grizzly bear in the forest.
Did you notice their emotions, because they feel happy.
They are at home.
Where they feel content,
And that is how I feel when you're around me.
Filled with vigor and joy, never expecting anything to go wrong.
But am I right to feel at home with you?
Are you the one for me?
Perhaps I'm wrong to be happy with you.
But I don't want to be without you 'cause I may never be at home.

We live in a world
Where the wrong things have become right,
We live in a world,
Where our happiness depend on the rules,
We live in a world where our lives are written in pixels.

Where did we lose it,
Our purpose in life?
Where did we lose it,
Our freedom to live?

Take me back to the time,
When all we had was life.
Take me back to the time,
When family was key.

For in this time I live,
I have no freedom.
In this time I live,
I have no family.

All I have now is pixels,
Colorful and attractive,  
Dictating my life style,  
While I forget how to live.
©Yonwato

You’re not a poet because you know those ‘fancy’ words
You’re a poet because every word you write comes straight from your heart

You’re not a poet because people admire your work
You’re a poet because you write for your own contentment and not for people's consent

You’re not a poet because you feel alone
You’re a poet because pen and paper are your biggest companions

You’re not a poet because you understand emotions better
You’re a poet because you let them flow freely

You are not a poet because you’ve failed in love
You’re a poet because you’ve been in love deeper than anyone else

You’re not a poet because you are strong
You’re a poet because you don’t hide your weaknesses

You’re not a poet because you can heal hearts
You’re a poet because you know what it means to be broken