I enjoy reading poems

I enjoy reading poems,

They beget a sense of serenity.

They put a heart alarmed at ease,

Wrap in a fabric of peace and tranquillity.

 

Read the poems aloud,

Savour your breath.

What does hide underneath?

A sorrow, a hope, a lack of sense?

Maybe things that are missing your presence?

 

What do you hide underneath?

Under your t-shirts, tattoos?

Where the scars of the past

are healed not. 

Cast your sight beyond of your marks

Lead yourself to collision against nurtured taboos

 

Just read a poem, or two

Put off the lush of your masks

For a moment abandon yourself

Stay with me, I promise it's safe.

This poem is about: 
Our world
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