May that apparent calm called scepticism never riddle my heart.
Let me escape from the numbness of cynicism from the impartiality of shrugged shoulders.
Let me believe always in life let me believe alwaysin infinite possibilities.
Deceive me, song of the sirens confer a gleam of naivety!
Epidermis, never resemble a frozen implacable hide.
Let me always cry for impossible dreams for forbidden loves for girlish fantasies torn into pieces.
Let me escape from straight-jacketed realism.
Safeguard these songs on my lips, may they be numerous, noisy and replete with chords.
To sing away the threat of silent times.
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Posted: Feb 2017
About this poem:
This is no my poem, but is a good poem that talk about the freedom, about the love.. Is a good chance to invocate the love of we need sometimes, when we feel alone,, here I am, try to invocate your heart, your single heart that is calling me,