A child's mind
A child's mind
by celestialmindInnocent, honest, a pure undefiled flowing conversation
Who speaks a child's mind?
Sweet, learned, rudimentary, truthfully a flowing conversation
Speak an adult's mind
Guilty,defiled,calculated, truthfully a rocking conversation
Who speaks an adult's mind?
Bitter, common nonsense,rudely deceitful stammering conversation
I am sure it is a child speaking
Looking into my searching eyes and never winking
Spilling from the heart, bubbling raw emotions
Speak a child's mind; I will listen and understand
I am sure it is an adult speaking
Avoiding my searching eyes and always blinking
Compiling from the heart,bubbling no emotions
Speak an adults mind; I will hear and ponder
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2 COMMENTS
Vishnumayaa
April 1, 2015 - 09:43 too emotional .. its superbcelestialmind
April 1, 2015 - 16:20 Thanks vishnumayaa