Hello, I'm Michael
I'm a poet
psychonaut
and philosopher
I wear a pen(dant) around my neck
And
carry a manifold of notepads and books
With me
(For the untimely arrival
of cosmic
Creativity)
I expand {compressed} minds and hearts
And airbrush
the voids of memory
I unfasten people's potential
And ask
for nothing in return
I seek challenge and euphoria
(conjointly)
But never a fight
(unless its the good fight)
But I'm not without flaw
(or inconsistency)
Sometimes
my mind outweighs my heart
and vice versa
(But I'm always the first to apologize)
And I accept my imperfections
(they're a part of me)
And I like who I am
(and who I'm becoming)
And no matter what happens
I will get out of bed
every morning
And laden the chip on my shoulder
with love
And if you don't accept me
I'll be understanding
(For I'll know that)
your acceptance isn't tantamount
To my happiness
(And perhaps)
we'll both look back and share a laugh
No matter what the distance is between us!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem