Saturday, 11 February 2012

Flavoured Free Spirit


The passion strapped inside you
lays asleep and erupts the second
that your ears catch the sound waves of the beat.

The life of the rhythm drowns you deep
and the beat reproduces itself in the air
that then infuses in your lungs

As soon as the beat drops
your pulse those the opposite
The rhythm sets you alight
and the adrenaline posses your
mind, body and soul

You rip apart the bounds
of oppression and that’s when
your soul escapes and feels
the raw intensity of an unearthy passion 

By Elena Kokonova 

One my favourite poems hope you enjoyed it as much as you did. if you can give me any feedback i would appreciate it. 

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