Caged in a literary asylum
the poetic me,
unclogs the mind
liberates brewing ideas.
A cauldron of thoughts
spill and splash all across
lie in a messy scatter
daring to explore and dream.
I wrap the idyllic musings
in a kaleidoscope of emotions.
The milieu of my thoughts
meander through tiny moments
dismantling my heart.
My quill weaves this tapestry
into a seamless blend
that seems imperfectly perfect
to echo a verse from my soul.
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